Arthur locked the door properly, removed the robe he was wearing and his legs took him straight to the bathroom door. He placed his hand on the knob and biting his lips with anticipation, he turned it and....
Voilà! The door was open!
There was the sweet symphony of water gushing through the showerhead and flowing through her body and hitting the floor. He could already imagine her under the shower.
He stepped in and the glass shower enclosure was misted with steam and he couldn’t see clearly as everything looked frosty.
With no qualms, he opened the door and stepped in. His heart was beating like a war drum, but he didn’t care.
There she was...
She was washing the shampoo off her hair, and her auburn brown hair in little curls were sticking to her back.
Oh, how he wished to be her hair now!
Below was her full tush which he wanted to give a smack. The water ran down her cre like skin in veins along her long legs that had a very perfect shape.
He stood and watched the moving poetry in front of him. If he were an artist, he’d have sculpted her just in this posture into a marble sculpture.
Nah! No one else can see what I see! She’s mine! Mine alone!
Talia could hear the shower door opening and she felt shy as she could feel the burning gaze of the man standing behind her. Suddenly she found her mundane act of washing off her hair and even breathing to be difficult. She accidentally sniffed in so water and thankfully it didn’t enter her lungs but still her nose beca irritated.
How pathetic! How can I forget to breathe? Talia, woman up!
Talia rubbed her nose and patted her chest to calm herself down.
"I thought I told you to wait in the bedroom..." Talia with her back facing Arthur spoke gathering her courage. She didn’t want to look at him. She knew the way those lecherous eyes would be looking at her. If she looks at them now, she’d suffocate.
"The door was unlocked," his voice ca from behind her. "I thought you wanted in." This ti the voice was so close to her making her clutch to her chest reflexively.
"Go wait in the bedroom," she said slightly turning her head to look at him. He looked ruddy and unusually handso making her shudder.
"I’ll help you here..." he took another step closer to her and Talia felt felt the warm water from the shower cold. Or maybe it was her body that got ward up.
"You don’t want your reward?" she turned back. Those green eyes were so srising, she felt like even if he wanted to kill her now, she’d let him without even making a noise.
"Reward for being a good boy?" he sneered.
"Yeah, don’t you want a reward?" Talia tried to act normal and held her hand out to get the body wash.
"How about punishnt for being a bad boy, my queen?" Arthur’s magnetic voice rumbled in her ears.
What the...! This guy sure can speak these kind of...
She froze for a mont.
As if that’s not enough to floor her, she felt his big hand that was warr than the water, placed over her stomach; gently caressing.
*Thunk*
Down fell the body wash!
"Oh Iris, you can’t even shower properly. Let help," Arthur said with a small snicker. As he bent down, his firm chest grazed over her derriere making her stiff. Talia even though was not looking at him, could see the smug smirk in his face.
"Fred..." Talia tried to speak, but she could only gasp as she felt the slippery hands covered in lather gently rubbing her back.
"I can do it my-"
Before she could finish her sentence, she felt his hands slithering to the front.
"Fred..."
She couldn’t speak as his warm fingers trailed over her abdon. The warm water flowing at the right pressure from above, combined with the warm fingers grazing over her abdon and the warmth she felt in her back, made Talia go crazy.
Arthur, tall as he is, could see her thick eyelashes trembling with every movent of his finger. He found it amusing to watch. Her lips were parted and there were slight gasps escaping her lips. Her body had ward up from when he first touched her.
He thought getting touched by her would be pleasurable. But why does he find seeing her pleasured more alluring and satisfying?
Gasps? Nah, not enough! He wanted to see more, get more from her.
Slowly his hands moved north and held those two little peaks she had. ’They’re not big’, she said! But they are just right!
He cupped them both and felt her squirming.
"Shh!" he lowered his head and gently nibbled her ears, still kneading her soft mounds. He knew the sensitive part in her ears and he gently sucked on them. He felt the petite woman in his arms stop squirming.
"Good girl," he whispered and as he looked at her, she seed to be so imrsed, with her eyes shut and she even stuck her tongue out a little.
srising witch!
That was the thought that ca to his mind. The softness in his hands, the little moans escaping her lips made him hot and he could even feel her erratic heartbeat in his hands.
Talia felt like she was lifted up and thrown to a land of carnal pleasure. She no longer rembered where she was and what she was planning to do and gave in to the sensations given by those two big hands that played on her body like he’d play a violin.
Arthur looked at the obedient her, and upped his ga. With one hand still playing with her sensitive buds, his other hand went south of her abdon, through the chasm that protected the cave of wonders where he took a slight dip before.
His finger slowly rubbed between the chasm and he could feel her stiffening up.
Talia felt his fingers slipping up to her most private part and felt like sothing cold was splashed on her hand and stiffened up.
But it only lasted for a couple of seconds as his fingers that seed to have magic in them, made her loose herself once more. She placed her hand over his and let him do whatever he wanted.
That feeling that aroused from her stomach was familiar as she had experienced before and it made her sink deeper. She wanted more.
Her chest curved and her back found refuge in his firm chest as she felt her arousal intensifying. She felt her legs going weak and her arm wrapped around his neck and she turned her head as her lips searched for his lips. She felt his manhood erect and poking her back. She felt like nothing was enough and wanted more of it.
Feeling the strong pull on his neck by her hand and her lips searching for his lips, Arthur felt more turned on. He avoided her lips to tease her and played more intensely with his fingers.
Talia not being able to find his lips, forcefully turned herself, breaking away from his grip. The wetness of the water helped her escape and she wrapped both her arms around his neck and stood on her tiptoes for a kiss.
Arthur couldn’t hold back anymore. He wanted to ravage this woman who is now completely wanting him as much as he wants her.
Talia opened her eyes wihh disappointnt as she couldn’t kiss him. Her eyes t his that were staring at her. She let out a short yelp as she was pushed and her back ended up sticking to the glass panel of the shower.
Arthur’s big hand held her jaws with a moderate force swishing her cheeks and he looked angry with his clenched jaws. But Talia could feel he is not angry and is just turned on as she saw the burning passion glowing in his eyes.
She tried to kiss him once more and saw him purposefully showing his cheek with a smirk. Talia didn’t give up and tried to kiss his lips sohow. Everyti she got close to his lips, he avoided her making her annoyed and she bit his shoulder.
"Hmm," he grunted, but didn’t pull her away.
His big hand grabbed her hand and placed it over his manhood. Talia stopped biting and followed his motion and started caressing his sensitive part while he did not stop from using his long boney fingers on her.
"Fred..." she hissed as she started to feel her pleasure rising. She had stopped what she was doing as she reveled in the sensual pleasure that was given by Arthur. His fingers went in and out while her fingers sunk into his back and her nails left a scratch mark.Her heart started to race and her breathing got uneven and she knew what was coming.
Arthur could feel the changes in her internal parts and as he looked at her, she really looked like a blooming rose, with her blushed cheek and her lips were so red as if they were painted.
"My sweet Iris..." he kissed her and at the sa ti felt her shuddering in his embrace after a loud moan.
"I love you," he kissed her forehead that has her little hair stuck to it in curls. So of her hair was stuck on him. She looked so alluring, he kissed her more.
"Ugh!" Talia could only cling on to Arthur as she felt like her legs have left her body and went on vacation.
Arthur could only smile looking at her.
Look how weak she is! Or maybe I am that good! I did all these just with my fingers.
He stuck his chest out. His chest was not the only one sticking out, and there was a slight pain, but he didn’t mind.
"Let’s dry your hair first." he took her to the vanity area where the hairdryer was after wrapping her in the bathrobe. This woman gets cold easily. And she had a tendency to develop pneumonia easily too. The last thing he wants would be her getting sick.
Talia tried to get the dryer from his hand but Arthur refused and dried her hair himself. He loved her hair.
Talia didn’t know why he was having the hairdryer at full blast and she realised why when she saw through the mirror, his part that was sticking out still.
She felt guilty. She was the one promised to ’help’ him and in the end she was ’helped’!
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