Free Open For Him (BBW / Billionaire Erotic Romance) by Karolyn James

continued to get what he wanted, he lifted Macy’s shirt up and over her head.  He took a step back and with one hand, he unsnapped her bra. 
    “Off,” he whispered.
    Macy complied, letting it fall to the floor.  She looked over her right shoulder, feeling sexy, watching as Derreck’s eyes looked up and down her body.  She casually turned her body to the right, keeping her scars hidden. 
    “Pants, off,” he said.
    Macy listened and then stood wearing a pair of dark red panties.  Derreck came forward again, his fingertips eager to walk along the line of Macy’s panties, sometimes flirting at the inside, enough to make Macy’s toes curl as she moaned.
    He kissed the back of her neck and whispered, “Turn the water on.  Get it real hot.  I need you clean before I have you.”
    Macy did as told, loving that she got the chance to bend over in front of Derreck.  She turned on the shower, then the water.  The spray of cold water allowed a fine mist to hit her burning body, making her shiver.  It took a few minutes for the hot water to kick in and when it did Macy slipped her hands to her sides and slowly pushed her panties down.  They were just above her knees when she stopped, looking back over her shoulder.
    Derreck’s left hand remained at her waist while his right hand slid down to her ass, cupping it, squeezing it, then worked its way between her legs.  When his fingers touched her wetness, Macy cried out, moving to her toes for a second.  She came back down to her feet, allowing Derreck’s middle finger to penetrate her.  He was there, right there, inside her warmth.  He moved in small, gentle circles, teasing with a sense of wild pleasure that had Macy gripping at the shower curtain.  As she tugged on it, she thought she was going to pull it off the rod.
    Finally, Derreck let up and backed away, clearing his throat.
    “Get in the shower, right now,” he said.  His voice sounded deep and angry.  “If you don’t, I’m not going to be able to resist myself.  Hurry.”
    The way he said hurry made Macy nibble on her lip.  She slowly stepped into the hot shower, the water as hot as she could stand it.  Steam already began to filter around the bathroom. 
    Macy stood with her backside to the shower, assuming her left side remain hidden.  The water rushed over her shoulders and down her large breasts.  Her nipples were thick and engorged, the water adding to the mild pleasure she felt in her breasts.  She looked at Derreck, her hands at her sides, watching as he began to take his suit jacket off.  Next came the tie and he tossed both out of the bathroom. 
    “What now?” Macy asked.
    “Touch yourself,” Derreck said.  “I want to watch you.”
    Macy nodded and touched her thighs.  She brought her hands up and then to her front.  At her breasts, she held them, cupping them, lifting them and backing up so the water could hit them hard.  The water flooded her hair, dripping and spraying everywhere.
    “Turn around,” Derreck said.  “Face the shower.”
    Macy took a breath and ignored the command.  She knew she would regret it, but it seemed to work at first.  She reached for her soap and began to lather herself, letting the thick white suds cling to her body, covering her up. 
    The sight left Derreck groaning loud enough for Macy to hear.  He stepped towards the shower, and the water started to hit him too. 
    He didn’t care. 
    “Face me,” he said.  “Right now.”
    Macy didn’t mind then, enough soap covered her body that her scars were hidden.  And when she turned to face Derreck, the water pounded her right side.
    She faced him, smiling, enjoying the way his eyes couldn’t contain themselves.
    “Take my shirt off,” Derreck said, “pants too.”
    Macy reached out with both hands and began to unbutton Derreck’s shirt.  The way she positioned her arms, it forced her breasts together, teasing Derreck to the point where he couldn’t handle it anymore.  Four