His hands cupped my face, before traveling down my neck and to my shoulders. I could sense his control slipping, melting away with the hot water beating down on our skin. He was right, we needed to talk but that could always come later, after we've enjoyed each other."How do you think you're going to convince me, kitten?" He asked, brushing droplets of water from my cheekbone with his finger.My mind whirled with ideas. I landed on one the moment my eyes dipped down to between his legs, where I could see the extent of his desire for me.I leaned up on my tiptoes, bringing my mouth to his ear. "Like this."My hand travelled down his chest, sweeping over the hard ridges of his abdomen, and to where his cock stood against his stomach.He watched my tentative hand wrapped around the base of him, feeling the solidness of his arousal. A shuddering breath rushed from his mouth, his muscles tensing."We should really talk, kitten," he gritted out, while I tightened my grip on his cock, shift
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