Chapter 6

The rhythm at which he was stroking his cock had increased, now steady, almost measured.

Breaking apart from the kiss, they looked at each other, an almost measured look, as if to determine the next step.

He took charge, silently taking her hand and leading her to the end of the pool and then up the steps. He continued walking with her across the patio, still holding her hand, then through the sliding glass doors.

They passed through the kitchen silently, unconcerned about the trail of water. As he led her into the master bedroom she had to suppress a slight gasp as she saw it ... the bed.

But he didn’t stop there, continuing to lead her into the large master bath where she saw an oversized walk-in shower complete with two shower heads. It was here that he released her hand and walked to the shower, turning on the water, the heat apparent as steam started to rise almost immediately.

She looked down at the floor momentarily, noticing the clean mortar between the tile, then moved back up to Rob as he looked at her.

“Chlorine,” he said, a slight smile on his face as he pulled his shirt up and over his head, dropping it with a wet plop. Turning slightly away from her in a modicum of modesty, he then followed suit with his wet jeans and boxers, then stepped into the rising mist.

The stroking took on a more rapid pace, the lubrication provided by the soap allowing the increase without chafing. His cock head started to ooze precum which quickly got added to the soap, increasing his pleasure.

He waited, assuming she was momentarily stunned by the quick turn of events. He hoped he hadn’t read the signals wrong. When he heard the sound of her wet clothes hitting the floor, he thought of Stewie from Family Guy; “Victory is mine, victory is mine” until she stepped into the shower, naked from the waist up, her lower half encased in skin tight, and now wet, spandex leggings.

“Can you help me remove these, big boy?” she said in a husky voice, moving near him.

Dropping to his knees, his fingers clutched at the clingy material and then dragged them downward, revealing dark brown hair and a hint of pink underneath.

The first moan sounded, his right hand moving faster now, with more purpose, while his left hand moved between his legs and gently but firmly rubbed his balls.

As he quickly contemplated his options, from running a finger between her legs to simply pulling her down to the floor and diving in face first, he felt her hands on his head, gently pulling him upward.

Reluctant to leave her treasure trove unattended, he nevertheless complied and stood up, looking at an erect nipple along the way.

She kissed him hard when his mouth was within reach, and he felt her hard nipples pressing against his chest. He also felt her thigh move gently between his legs, pressing against his erection.

He felt her break the kiss, and upon opening his eyes, saw a smoldering passion within hers. She began sinking downward, her face kissing along his chest, her tongue flicking once against his nipple, her teeth lightly nipping at him on their southern journey.

He first felt her hand grasp, and then it was her mouth, surrounding the head, drawing it inside, her tongue pressing up against the underside, causing him to gasp.

He then felt her slide the majority of him into her mouth, and then sliding him out, her lips pressed tightly against him, her tongue a marvel of motion on the underside, moving, moving, moving.

He knew it was coming, that warm, euphoric feeling starting deep within. Mere seconds away, he concentrated on the head now, short, fast strokes to maximize his remaining pleasure.

He moaned and felt her bobbing her head. There was no subtlety now. Just raw passion, her obvious desire to bring him to climax. He wanted to put it off, to extend this incredible feeling, but it was too soon in their sexuality to have that kind of control. For now, it was simply a race to the finish line.

And ... the race was over. He took hold of her hair and held her in place as he shot off like an automatic rifle, firing shot after shot of warm spend into her mouth. She seemed to draw his life’s essence out with her talented mouth.

Releasing her hair, she rose before him and he saw her smile, noticing a few drops of cum on her chin, adorning her face like tiny pearl buttons.