CROIX
Adeline stands unmoving under the shower.
Water fell down her neck, over the slope of her breasts and down to her pretty pink p***y. The soapy foams swirl into the drain and disappear.
I lean against the counter, facing the glass shower, legs crossed at my ankles and my hands gripping the sink behind me. It’s a hopeless attempt to stop myself from pining her down and filling her up with my c*m.
My c**k jumps, straining in my jeans at the thought of ramming into her tight heat, throwing her against a surface and pining her down. I’d chase, catch and f**k her until she screams and is crying.
But not today and not here. She needs space right now especially after the heat during dinner. I brought her here for...hell, I don’t know why I brought her here and that’s new. I always have
