Entry 1
I unlock the door, stepping inside and kicking it closed behind me. I kick my shoes off, then stand up and wait a delayed second, not hearing a sound. That’s not normal.
”Taj?” I call out.
When I get no response, I call out to her again. Still no response. I make my way up the stairs, and to the bedroom. There’s an extra pep in my step, ever so slightly concerned for my little troublemaker. Once I enter the bedroom, I see no one. She’s not here. Just as I’m about to leave the room, I hear music coming from the bathroom— it’s faint, but it’s there. I breathe off a sigh of relief and make my way to the bathroom. I gently open the door, and— low and behold— there she is, the outline of her body faint through the steam. I smile to myself, silently closing the door behind me. Now that I’m in the bathroom, the music is much louder.
I rapidly take my clothes off, then step into the shower behind her. She’s breathtaking— curves that are effortless. She’s just soaking under the water, hugging herself. I’m sure she’s sore from gym. I watch her honey-colored skin, water running down her back and tracing her hips down her ass before free falling. I take one step toward her, then another before I wrap my arms around her. She gasps, head raising rapidly.
I wrap her hand around her waist and the other around her throat, keeping her head still. I lower my head to her neck, the water now falling on my hair.
“Hello, my sexy little temptation,” I greet deeply.
Her breasts jump with the rapid rise and fall of her chest.
“You frightened me, Sir,” she says, still trying to catch her breath.
I shift my hand from her throat up to her chin, using it to angle her head upward. I press the gentlest kiss onto her lips, then pull back, looking down at her. She looks up at me with the most arousing look I’ve ever seen anyone wear— she wears that look well. My cock twitches, rubbing up on her thigh. I spin her with my other hand, now using both hands to hold her face while I taste her some more. Her lips make me thirsty.
My tongue dances with hers in a battle she knows she won’t win. She lets me take control, her head relinquishing control to me. My hands drop to her waist, pulling her into me some more. I’m rubbing myself between her thighs, and she’s already grinding on me. I grab her ass cheeks, squeezing them in my palms. The pain makes her moan into my mouth, so I can only do it harder.
“Turn around, Babygirl,” I say to her, pulling away from the kiss only to speak before sucking her lips into mine again, “turn around and spread your cheeks for me.”
Taj obeys me. She pulls away when I’m finished with her and turns around, pressing her chest up against the walls and reaching her hands back. She spreads her legs and puts her hands on either side of her cheeks, spreading them for me. I groan deeply, all of a sudden hornier than I anticipated. I step closer to her, spitting between her cheeks then aligning myself with her hole.
I slowly push the tip in, then pull out and push more in with each thrust. Soon, I’m buried deep inside her. She’s already getting loud and I swear I could cum right inside her already. I keep pushing my hips into her ass, listening to the sloshing sound that echoes through the bathroom. I reach one hand forward, putting a hand over her mouth.
“Shut up,” I say deeply into her ear.
She whimpers against my hand, back length hair sticking to her skin in the messiest, most sexy way possible. The aura from the music, and rainy atmosphere only makes the room seem like it doesn’t exist inside this world. It’s just me and her, my cock in her wet pussy, her moans and my grunts.
Soon, I feel her legs begin to give out. I catch her, not stopping. She’s shaking, her moans shaking as well.
“You want me to finish inside you?” I ask her. “Yeah? You want me to dump my load inside you?”
Her moans and cries are choppy, legs already past giving up with her hands on my wrists, squeezing, begging for a breath. Her words are unintelligible— don’t make sense even if she wanted them to.
” Yeah, squeeze down on me just like that, Princess.”
Taj sucks in a deep breath, crying out and throwing her head back.
“Good girl,” I growl, feeling myself finish right inside her. “Fuck!”
I pull her, gently resting her down, but still supporting her weight. I don’t give her a second to breathe before sticking my fingers inside her, now scooping out my cum. Taj keeps whimpering, drool running from her lips until I get it all out.
Soon we’re in bed, and I’m rubbing lotion on her skin and massaging her sore muscles.
“Thank you, Daddy,” she mumbles.
”No problem, Princess.”
