“Good girl,” he whispered into her ear as he untied her restraints, rubbing her wrists and her ankles. He took off her blindfold and Elena curled up next to him, not caring about the cold floor. She just needed a moment to bask in the wonder of the intense sensations.
“Let’s get you cleaned up,” Michael said, helping Elena to her feet. She noticed that his shower was large, a far cry from her small shower at home that would barely accommodate two people. Michael set her under the warm spray and Elena let the water run over her. It felt good to her after the cold of the floor and she moved back to allow Michael access to the water.
He grabbed the soap, the source of the wonderful smell that she could faintly smell on his shirts and began lathering her back. She moaned, as it felt wonderful to have his hands on her and she wanted to turn around to return the favor. He stopped her, though. “Let me.” He rubbed her legs and his hands lingered between her legs where she was now as smooth as the rest of her skin.
Elena gasped when Michael’s hands slid up her stomach to her breasts, lingering at her nipples well after they were clean. She couldn’t help herself now; Elena turned around and flung her arms around Michael’s neck pulling him to her and kissing him deeply. She had wanted so much to please him and now he was doing all the pleasing. She didn’t quite understand yet that allowing Michael to do as he wanted was what gave him pleasure.
He kissed her deeply and she could taste herself in his mouth. It was sweet and his taste was always good. His hands explored her ass, rubbing her smooth skin before giving her a light tap.
Michael handed the soap to Elena and she started washing his shoulders and arms, feeling the flutters in her stomach from the sight of his nakedness. His erect cock was pressed against her thigh, but Elena wanted to be as thorough as Michael had been. She washed his chest and flat stomach and then skipped to his legs, wanting to tease him as he had teased her.
“You like to tease?” he asked and Elena knew he would not forget that. It seemed that Michael forgot very little and that was part of what she was enjoying about getting to know him.
Elena moved her hands to Michael’s erect cock, gently soaping it and massaging it while Michael moaned. She was thrilled that he was reacting to her touch, that his cock was throbbing in her hand as she washed it. She made sure to clean the shaft and then moved her hand to his testicles, which she washed with the same care. She watched Michael’s face, seeing his arousal written there. Michael, who was always so impassive, was aroused and it was because of her.
Once the soap was washed away, Elena decided to do a bit more teasing. She turned back around and ground her ass against Michael’s erection, hearing him groan again and feeling the rush of power from knowing the effect he was having on her. As his cock stiffened more, she rubbed against him a bit harder.
“You like games?” he asked, his voice low in her ear and she shivered despite the warmth of the water. “I’ll play games with you, Elena. Put your hands against the wall.” Elena reached out and pressed her palms against the tiled wall and Michael stood behind her, exploring her body. “Keep them there.”
Michael spread Elena’s legs and rubbed his cock against her bare, moist pussy before thrusting inside of her. Elena groaned, trying to move against him, but it was impossible in her position. He held her hips and fucked her, his cock deep inside of her as she forced herself to maintain her stance. Her first instinct was to move her hands so she could touch him, but she found that she really wanted to give up that control to him, to do as he told her to.
His cock filled her again and again, its length exploring her as the water fell upon them both. He held her hip with a hand and reached around her with the other, seeking her clit and pinching it between his fingers. It hurt, that intrusion upon her sensitive flesh, but she found herself responding to the mild pain with an arousal that grew. She pushed herself against Michael’s hand as he stroked her and pinched her.
Elena felt like an animal as he fucked her, so deep was her desire for this man and if she could have devoured him, she would have. Her clit was aching and he fucked her harder and this time her climax built faster. She wanted to scream at him to stop and she wanted to scream at him to never stop. He was doing just as he wanted and that knowledge brought her orgasm nearer.
When she exploded it was strong. She surrendered to the pain and to the pleasure together and felt her muscles contracting around Michael’s hard cock. He came deep within her at the same time and only his arms around her kept Elena from collapsing onto the floor of the shower. He turned her around so she was facing him.