He was thankful for the hot water, but she had raised his body temperature so high, he could have jumped into a tub of ice and it would have turned to steam instantly.
The steam billowed behind him as he exited the bathroom. He imagined himself as Darth Vader entering through blasted doors with the smoke rolling behind him. "I wonder if my Queen Amidala is ready to experience some of the dark side?" he thought with a smirk. He turned the corner and was met with a site of pure euphoria.
All silly thoughts of him teasing her by recreating the breathy Darth Vader sound and saying "Come here baby girl, I am your Daddy." left him.
She was laying back with her legs open, her eyes on him, her hair splayed out on the mound of pillows she was laying against, her hand rubbing and circling her hardened clit, his sweatshirt pulled up in the front exposing her hardened nipples and pulled down in the back. The excitement that flowed from her open lips had darkened the part of his sweatshirt under her butt.
The towel got caught on his hardness as he attempted to un-cinch it from his waist.
"Hi baby." He said as he arrived at the bed and began to lower himself between her legs.
"Hi Daddy." She replied as he enjoyed his first taste of her offering.
She lifted her legs as his mouth explored her holes. His tongue licked and probed. Swirled and thrusted. Her moans encouraged him to flick his tongue quickly then slowly licking her back side as his finger entered her and caressed her g spot. His thumb massaged her clit sporadically to get her over the edge. She rewarded him with her juices cascading down his chin.
Like a creature on the prowl, he looked in her eyes and crawled up her body. Her hands automatically gripped each side of his waist when he thrusted into her deep and hard. The wet sound of their connection propelled him to take her faster and harder.
As he felt his tiptoes dangle over the cliff of orgasm, he slowed his pace and stopped.
"No Sir NO!!" She pleaded as she tried to pull him back into her. "Sir!! Please!! Do you not want me any more?" She wailed as tears formed in her eyes.
He answered her by closing his lips on hers with his hand gripping the hair on the back of her head. All thoughts of him not wanting her dissipated from her mind as he consumed her with as much animalistic desire as he did when his face was between her legs. He wanted her and he was taking her. He was pleasing himself with her in the exact way he wanted.
Without warning, he rolled them over. She immediately reached back and gripped him. After directing his wet head between her lips, she began to thrust and ride him. She rewarded him again with her liquid of delight. He lifted his shirt off of her so he could see her body move in time. Each bounce pleasing his eyes. Each gyration giving him a pleasurable view of her body.
Once again he was close to taking the leap into the orgasmic depths when he stopped her.
"I need to taste you again." He said then maneuvered her so that she was over his face, dripping onto his lips as she watched him stroke himself.
She lowered herself and began rocking herself on his face. Her eyes watched him grip and stroke himself, making his precum trail from his head and pool up where his hand met his throbbing tool. Realizing that he would begin thrusting his hips harder whenever she rubbed herself, she began to control his movements. She would rub and watch him thrust. This would excite her and cause her to orgasm, flooding his face and mouth which would then cause him to stroke faster.
When she saw that he did not stop thrusting and stroking she knew he was close. She dug her nails into his side and lowered herself so that he could feel her nipples rub his body as she rocked.
"Mark me my Sir. Give me every drop you have. Show me that I please you." She said as she sucked his head into her mouth.
