Free It's A Crime by C.E. Hansen

and pulled me up against him, his erection like hot steel burned against my belly. His hands moved slowly up my sides, continuing up to cup my breasts. His thumb and forefinger twirled the tips of my hardened nipples, my breasts swelled at his knowing touch. Intense hunger built with each second. He lowered his hand to cup my cleft and slowly inserted two fingers into my moist folds. His tongue tracing the shell of my ear, his breathing hard and fast. He groaned when he discovered how wet I was.
    “You are so ready for me.” Chills ran down the length of my spine. “I need to be inside you, fucking you.”
    He continued the onslaught with his fingers, I was panting heavily.
    “I want to feel you inside me. Fucking me senseless,” I moaned.
    He continued moving his fingers in and out, rubbing me, masturbating me right up to the point of release and then stopped. I whimpered, wanting him to continue. He turned me around and gently bent me over. He held one arm around my waist while with his other arm he guided my arms to the shower bars. I held on. He began kneading my breasts, rolling my hardened nipples with his thumb and forefinger.
    “I love your tits .” His breath in my ear gusted in humid pants, his voice hoarse with desire.
    I was wet and throbbing for his cock, frenzied with need, wanting desperately to feel him inside me. The dirty talk spurred me on, making me even hotter. He continued moving his fingers inside me, driving me mad. My breathing became more erratic.
    “Please , Cole. Please. I need to come.” I begged him, my voice throaty.
    I spread my legs and backed into his erection, raising myself to my toes, leaning into him, rubbing his cock with my ass.
    “You keep doing that.. .and…” He moaned, pulling me back into him. “First, I’m going to fuck your gorgeous cunt,” he said with a low groan as he entered me, slowly at first, then thrusting deep into me. Grabbing my hips, leaning back, he moved inside me, thrusting deeper and deeper. I released one hand from the bar to rub my nipple.
    While Cole’s cock pounded into me, I lowered my hand and rolled my fingers over my clit. The climax built so quickly, so powerfully that I started quivering. Cole grabbed my hips and drove us home. A hard shudder shook him and he moaned, his hips thrusting, circling.
    His expertise with my body was so thorough I came twice, my sex clenching him in spasms. The little strength I had left was spent and I was thankful for the support of the bars.
    He slowly pulled out, kissing me on the back of my neck, sending tingling feelings everywhere inside me. He lifted me to him and I wrapped my arms loosely around his waist while resting my head on his chest.
    He pushed a panel and a tray of bath toiletries slowly rolled out from the wall. Taking the shampoo, he gently massaged my head, washing my long hair. I moaned in ecstasy, loving the gentle sensation. After my hair was rinsed and conditioned, he reached for the shower gel, putting a generous amount on the bath sponge, and began to gently wash my body from my neck to my feet, taking care when washing my swollen sex and tender breasts.
    He quickly washed himsel f and when we were both rinsed he turned the water off. He pulled just-warmed towels out of an alcove built into the shower wall and wrapped a towel around his waist. He dried my hair and handed me another towel. I quickly dried my body and wrapped the towel loosely over my breasts. Cole reached down and scooped me into his arms, carrying me from the shower to the bed.
    He lowered me to the mattress, pulled the blanket over me and walked around to the opposite side of the bed. Discarding his towel, he climbed in pulling me close to him. I was barely awake when I turned to him burying my head in his chest. With his around my waist and his leg draped possessively over mine, I fell asleep breathing in the scent of him.

 

     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 9
     
    Cole opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the