He closed and locked our bedroom door behind him before walking me into the bathroom. I giggled when I realized his intention. Our bathroom had been redecorated three times over the years, but one thing had never changed. The incredible view in the shower room was as good as ever. We’d added a large seating area in the shower during a remodel we did in the first year we were married. There’d been a fairly good size tile ledge to sit in before, but Jordan wanted more. What we wound up doing was building a bigger area in front of the window. It was six feet long and four feet wide, and we’d spent literally thousands of hours making love right in that very spot.
We stripped quickly before we entered the shower room like two horny teenagers. Jordan tapped the preset button so the showerheads all started up at our perfect temperature. Pulling me against him, he kissed me again. We’d kept it pretty PG when we’d kissed before, but in the privacy of our bathroom he fucked my mouth with his tongue.
He pulled back only when we were both breathless. Taking one of the handheld sprayers from its holder, he walked behind me and told me to tilt my head back. I let out a happy moan as I did. Over the years Jordan had become my personal shampooer and I adored it. The ways in which he demonstrated how much he cherished me were nearly endless. I loved how selfless he was and I returned could that to him in kind. Our marriage worked the way it did because we made each other the priority, always. Our family came before everything, which was the way it was meant to be.
My level of arousal increased as his fingers worked their special magic, first on my scalp and then on my body. When I was squeaky clean, he deposited me on the shower bench and started showering himself off. He loved to drive me wild that way, stroking his thick cock as I watched.
He grinned at me devilishly as his hand pumped up and down his shaft. “I think you need to show Daddy how you make yourself wet, Angel.”
I bit my lip as my core clenched. He knew I loved when he pulled the daddy card. It was right up there with the bastard boss. What can I say? We both enjoyed role-play.
I spread my legs as I trailed my hand down my stomach and over my mound.
“That’s right,” he rasped as he took a step toward me. “Use two fingers and spread those lips so I can see your hot button.”
I whimpered as I complied, holding myself open so he could see my clit. His fist started moving faster as he watched.
“Now lick two fingers on your other hand and touch that pretty pussy.”
He groaned when I slid two fingers into my mouth and sucked on them as I stared into his eyes.
“That’s right, Angel. Get them nice and wet.”
I pulled the fingers from my mouth with a little pop before and then dropped my hand to my sex. My neck arched when I touched the lower portion of my clit. Already I was wet and hot, my pussy slick and slippery as I rubbed my fingers around my most sensitive areas.
“Is it hot?” he asked on a tortured sounding moan.
I nodded. “Yes, Daddy. My pussy gets so wet for you.”
He groaned as he twisted his fist back and forth on his cock.
“You’re such a bad girl,” he murmured.
“Only for you, Daddy.”
He grinned as he watched my fingers rubbing my clit.
“Does my Angel need something more?” he asked as he jerked his cock harder.
“Yess,” I groaned.
“Slide two fingers into that hot little cunt and show me how you fuck yourself.”
I let out a whoosh of air when I pushed my fingers inside my hot, wet heat. Jordan was a very visual man and he loved to watch me fuck myself, almost as much as I liked to watch him jerk off.
“Fuck, Baby,” he growled as I began thrusting them in and out.
With the other hand I continued rubbing my clit.
“Ohhhhh,” I moaned as I rubbed against my g-spot. “Feels so good,” I whimpered.
“Are you going to come for Daddy?”
My hips rocked up and down as I pumped my fingers in and out of my pussy. I knew I was seconds away from coming for the first time. I also knew I’d be coming again, on his dick, after that.
He came in closer, stopping when he was between my legs, close enough for me to feel his skin against the back of my hand as I rubbed my clit.
“Sit up straight,” he commanded, “but don’t stop fucking that little cunt.”
I complied immediately, my breath coming in little gasps as I kept my eyes on his cock as he continued jerking off. I let out a frustrated sound when he let go of himself, but that quickly turned into a cry of ecstasy when he took both of my nipples into his hands and began playing with them. The gentle pinches and tugs brought me closer and closer to coming.
“I’m ready to fuck, Angel. Make yourself come, now.”
I bit my lip as I nodded frantically, my hands working faster as I got myself there. When Jordan pinched my nipples firmly, I came with a loud wail. Pulling me from the bench, he got me to my feet and turned me around so I was facing the window. I leaned forward and gripped the back of the bench.
Sometimes he would play around and tease me until I was almost insane with the need to be fucked. Right then he could tell I was already on the edge and desperate to feel him inside of me. Without hesitation he lined himself up behind me and thrust in hard and deep.
My back arched and my breath blew out as he bottomed out inside of me. He wrapped an arm around me to hold me secure as he began fucking in and out. Over and over again he thrust, the wet sounds of our union echoing through the tile room.
“Fuck me hard,” I begged. “Make me come!”
“So bossy,” he teased breathlessly as he sped up. “Seems someone’s anxious to come all over Daddy’s dick.”
I nodded as I thrust back against him. “Yes, yes, yes,” I chanted. “Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck meeee!”
I screamed as my orgasm crashed into me when he smacked his hand gently against my clit six times in quick succession.
He fucked harder as I came all around him, and then he let out a loud roar as he exploded inside of me. We rode every last second of both our orgasms out. When we were finished, he held onto me as he turned and sat down on the bench, his cock still buried deep inside of me.
Setting my head back on his shoulder, I smiled as he rubbed his hands up and down my arms and whispered words of love. Life with Jordan was even more amazing than I’d known it would be.
Happily ever after, indeed.
Evie Harrison is a pen name for
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