“Damn!” His jaw dropped. She stood gloriously naked, water dripping from her hair into her face. Blonde strands plastered the skin of her shoulders above high breasts. The areolas were like large cherries begging to be plucked, and he had every intention of exploring each inch of her toned belly to the neatly trimmed fair hair at the junction of her thighs. He wanted her long, lean legs wrapped around his waist while she rode him into tomorrow. Blood drained from his brain and rushed to his cock again, and the need to taste and touch her everywhere forced his feet to move.
“Holy shit.” Her eyes grew wide as she gawked at his naked body. Stepping back, she let him slide under the water.
“Is something wrong?” Pleased with his effect on her, he smirked and placed his hands on his hips.
“I wondered what you looked like under all those clothes, but didn’t expect perfection. Wowza.”
He kept his body in peak physical form and secretly coveted her admiration. Moving her soapy hands over his body, she used the slipperiness to her advantage, setting him on fire. He reached out to pull her close for a kiss, but she moved back to skim over his shoulders, massage his neck then up and down his arms. She splayed her long fingers on his chest and across his abs and ribcage.
Even in the military, he’d never been so thoroughly inspected. His beauty knelt and massaged his thighs and calves. She soaped along his hips then cupped his balls and palmed his hard cock. Intense bliss suffused all parts of his body, especially the one in her grasp. Glancing down, he admired the scattering of freckles over her creamy skin. He almost fell out of the tub at the sight of the smooth curve of her backside. Amanda must have noticed her effect on him because she giggled softly. Continuing to stroke and pet him while she rose, she licked water off his belly and chest.
“You are too good to be real. You can’t be human.” With tiny kisses, she sucked droplets off his chin.
“I am.” Tempted to say more, he only chuckled. “Mostly.”
“I could have wild monkey sex with you all night.” she whispered against his lips and continued to stroke his cock.
“Ikwe, that can be arranged, but I’d like to slow things down.” Closing his eyes, he focused on her touch.
