Why I needed her body so much was a fucking mystery to me. With every other woman, I immediately lost a big chunk of my desire for her the second I finished I fucking her. And every time we fucked I lost more and more until I couldn’t even bear to be in the same room as her. But not with Mimi. With her, I couldn’t get enough. Fucking her was like pouring oil on fire. Just made the flames rise higher.

The more I got the more I wanted.

I put her on her feet and she gazed at my cock. I stood still and allowed her. When her gaze left my erect cock, and rose up to meet my eyes, I stepped into the shower and pulled her with me. I turned on the tap and warm water cascaded down on us. I took the bar of soap from the metal holder and held it out to her.

“Let me watch how you soap yourself.”

For a couple of seconds she hesitated. Then she took the bar and ran it across her chest, under her arms, and around her neck. Soap suds slid down her beautiful body. Fuck, I couldn’t wait to get inside her. Then, with adorable shyness, she swiped it between her legs.

“Don’t stop,” I growled.

She raised her arms and bent her elbows to do her back. Her breasts jutted forward. I wanted to suck the pink tips into my mouth. Sheepishly, she did the crack of her ass. I watched her do her thighs and legs. She picked up her foot to clean the sole of her foot. The action revealed the delicate, pink folds of her pussy. I stared, transfixed. She put the foot down and raised the other. Showing me another eyeful. Water beat down on my cock, making it bounce. It was so fucking hard it was fucking tingling. 

I bent down and took her nipple between my teeth. Water ran into my mouth, changing the normal sensation of having a woman’s nipple in my mouth. In my life time I’d been in the shower with hundreds of women. I’d taken all their nipples in my mouth, but when I took hers I didn’t feel like it was a simple exchange of pleasure: I make you see stars, you make me come. 

No, with her, I felt like eating her alive, consuming her. I wanted to go on my knees and fucking feast on her pussy for days. I couldn’t imagine letting anyone else have her. I wanted to keep her forever. I felt like she was mine.

I sucked hard enough to cause her pain, because she gasped.

I lifted my head. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No,” she whispered her eyes wide and dilated. Her eyelashes were full of water.

I took her other nipple in my mouth and sucked it gently, and she moaned sensuously. The sound sent me wild.

I turned her around so she was facing the tiled wall. Very firmly, I grabbed her hips and tilted them upwards. Then I got on my haunches. I grabbed the flesh of her cheeks and pulling them apart blew on her glistening sex. She shivered with anticipation. I buried my face between her cheeks and…I feasted. This time I couldn’t stop. I sucked, I licked, and I bit the plump flesh. Even her whimpers didn’t stop me. I ravished her like I had never ravished another. I sucked until she shuddered and climaxed sobbing. 

My cock was hot and hungry so I felt the blood surging urgently through it. If I didn’t get into her soon, I was going to fucking explode.

I pulled her out of the shower and positioned her in front of the sink. 

“I want you to watch me fuck you in the mirror. Hands on the sink, legs spread, ass sticking out,” I told her. While she stood gripping the sink hard, legs apart, and pushing her curvy ass as high as it would go, I retrieved the condom I left on the counter.

“Play with your clit,” I ordered. 

Her back arched even more as she obeyed. It made her ass go higher, and her whole sweet pussy hung between her legs and begged me to fuck it. My favorite pose for a woman. 

Perfect. Just fucking perfect. 

I grabbed her hips and slid into her. I rammed so far into her body, her eyes widened in the mirror. I fucked her hard from the back while I watched her hand as it circled her clit. It was so engorged with blood it protruded out. We carried on like that, our wet bodies slapping, our eyes locked on each other in the mirror. I fucked her so hard the Field’s designer sink began to creak. Finally, with an animal-like cry, that I muffled with my hand, she came hard on my dick. She always went over the edge so beautifully.

There was no holding back after that.

I exploded deep inside her. I didn’t immediately slide out of her. We stood there joined and breathing hard, as I stroked her hair. Pushing it away from the back of her neck, I kissed the smooth wet flesh.

I looked up and her eyes were sparkling, her cheeks were flushed, her swollen mouth slightly open and panting. I had never seen a woman look more achingly beautiful.

She belonged to me now. Every fucking inch of her was mine.