I stopped what I was doing and watched him come towards me.  When he stepped into the shower and his skin hit mine, I shuddered as jolts of electricity fired through me.  He took charge and rinsed the conditioner out; his hands gentle rather than rough.  Scott doing gentle just about killed me; God, I needed him right now.

After he rinsed my hair clean, he angled the shower head away from us.  I wasn’t sure why he did this but I didn’t care.  Turning to him, I reached my hand up to grab his hair and pull his face down to mine.  A growl came from deep in his chest and his hand snaked around me and pulled me to him.  His erection hit my stomach and my pussy tingled with excitement which only intensified when the hand he had on my ass reached between my legs and a finger hit my slit.  He dipped his finger in and then out, and ran it from one end of my pussy to the other.  I was so wet for him and moaned with pleasure.  We watched each other while he did this, our lips centimeters apart but not touching yet.

“I love how wet you are for me, babe,” he murmured while he continued to tease me with his slow and deliberate hand movements.

I used my hand that was still gripping his hair to pull his face to mine and I gently bit his lip before laying my lips on his and slowly kissing him.  This kiss threatened to swallow me; our lips and tongues melded together and the in and out movement of his tongue almost matched the in and out movement of his finger at my pussy.  His hard cock jerked against my stomach and I reached my free hand down and slowly grasped it and began to move up and down his shaft.  As I began to increase my speed and pressure, he groaned and kissed me harder and deeper until he abruptly pulled away and twisted me so that I was facing the wall.  He grabbed my hands and placed them against the wall on either side of me and tilted me so that I was leaning against the wall with my ass slightly out.  His hands both grasped my ass, one cheek in each hand.  He massaged me and then slowly trailed his hands up my back until they reached my neck.  Moving my hair to the side he leant forward and kissed my neck, sucking and gently biting as he went.  One hand moved around to cup my breast and he pinched my nipple between his fingers.

I was so lost to him, my body alive from his touch, that I didn’t realise he’d knelt behind me until his tongue licked my ass and he nudged my legs apart with his hands.

“Wider, babe,” he directed me and I parted my legs wider for him.  They were so far apart now that I had to rely on the wall to hold me up.  Scott grunted his appreciation and ran both hands over my ass.

“Look down,babe,” he bossed me and it turned me on even more than I already was, if that was possible.

I did as he said and watched as he sat on the shower floor and positioned himself under me so that the back of his head was almost against the wall with his mouth in line with my pussy.  Oh, dear Lord.  He really was going to kill me.  He ran his hands up my legs and then took my pussy in his mouth.  His tongue dipped into me while his thumb massaged my clit.  I watched for awhile before the pleasure became too much and I dropped my head against the wall as it overtook me.  Between Scott sucking, licking, rubbing and gently biting me, I was close to one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever had.  When it hit, my limbs almost gave way and Scott quickly moved from what he was doing to hold me up.  I screamed in pleasure and let it take over; allowing him to take my weight and keep me from falling.  Eventually, I crumbled into his lap, straddling him, and rested my head on his shoulder.

We sat like that for a couple of minutes before he nudged my head.  “Babe, you okay?’ he asked in a husky voice.

I lifted my head and looked him in the eyes.  “I’m more than okay.”

He grinned.  “You ready for the next round?  Because, I’ve gotta tell you, my dick is so ready to be in you.”

I didn’t respond; just kissed him.  Madly, passionately and like my life depended on it.  Lips, tongues and teeth were colliding in this kiss that set my nerve endings on fire.  I pushed myself closer to him.  The need to be as close to him as I could was so intense that it was all I could process at the moment.  We were skin to skin and I felt like I was right where I was meant to be; Scott felt like my destiny in that moment.  The way our bodies moved in unison felt like they’d been made for each other.

He broke the kiss and eyed me wildly.  “Fuck.  Now, babe.  I need you right fucking now.”

I nodded.  He didn’t have to tell me twice; I was completely on the same page.  He gripped my hips and moved me so he could enter me.  Just as he was about to, he stopped mid thrust and moved me away.  “Shit, we need a fucking condom,” he muttered.

“Shit,” I agreed.  Bloody hell, I couldn’t believe we’d almost done that.

He smacked me on the ass.  “I’ve got one in my bedroom.”

I moved off his lap and we stood up.  Stepping out of the shower, I reached for the towel but he put his hand on my arm and stopped me, shaking his head.  He turned off the water and then placed his hand on my back and guided me to his bedroom.  We dripped water as we went but he didn’t seem concerned about it.

As we entered the bedroom, he pointed at the bed, indicating for me to lie down.  I’d never had sex with such a dominating man and I decided then and there that I loved being dominated.  As I lay on his bed, he stood next to it and watched me while reaching into the top drawer of his bedside table to find a condom.  Once he found it, he used his teeth to rip the packet and then he rolled it onto his cock.  Good Lord, even the way he did that was a turn on.  He held his cock with one hand while rolling the condom on with his other hand and once it was on he reached under and massaged his balls for a moment while his other hand ran up and down his cock a couple of times.