She heard him below in the bathroom, breathing hard, like he'd just worked out, like a bellows. She tiptoed down the stairs, a devilish idea taking hold. She'd reverse the roles and make him come multiple times before she'd finally relent and take the length of him inside her; See how he liked it!
His head was hanging low as he leaned over the sink. She made sure to slide her body across his back as she slipped past him, glancing back to see that his softened manhood slowly started lengthening and thickening again. He washed his hands, eyes closed, enjoying the heat.
She surreptitiously coaxed a palmful of coconut oil out, while he wasn't looking, then slid behind him, nipples hardening deliciously against the warm muscle of his back. Her hips pushed forward into his butt, and she slid her hand around to the front of him, oil now slick in her palm...
His eyebrows climbed higher than she'd ever seen them as she quickly coated him the warm oil and started pumping.
"What's this?"
"Opposite day!" Her other hand slid up to cover his mouth as she pulled his hips into hers. He was hardening marvelously in the one hand, and groaning helplessly into the other. She jacked him slowly, enjoying the way he shook with each stroke, his muscles tensing and releasing like a shiver.
The trickle of wet graduated to a flood, and she squeezed her thighs together. He hadn't protested... surprise... so she slid her hand from his mouth to his stomach, pulling him into her, and increased the stroking, twirling her palm across the head of his hardness, before squelching down his shaft, again and again. She peeked around him to watch the beautiful agony play across his face, idly wondering if that's what her face did when his fingers did their dance across her folds...
His legs were shaking, and muscles across his naked body stood out in taut relief, only to shiver and soften before tightening again.
"Unnnh."
Words had apparently deserted him again as she teased his cock with her fingertips, tracing veins, before swiping her palm from side to side across the tip. Her other hand slipped down to massage his balls as she whispered into his back.
"Come for me, love, I want to feel you pulsing in my hands, like I do when you're inside me."
"Oh fuck," he breathed, and very nearly came on command, spurting out forcefully as she pumped him, each jet palpable in her palms. She kissed the quivering muscles of his back, and just about had to hold him upright. He leaned on the counter before he fell over and she let his cock go, but not before eliciting a few more shivers via her fingertips.
