A Word of Praise

Kiara was still feeling the thrill of a responsive crowd when she kissed him, but she did not regret it one bit. It was past time she gave into him again. She didn't have it in herself to fight it any longer, and as soon as she made up her mind, it was as if a switch had flipped. Now she fucking needed him.

Chris was not one to lose time, so as soon as she asked for it, his lips were already pressed on hers and her body was crashing against the bathroom wall.

Her hands explored his perfectly cut hair, and she hoped she'd mess it beyond return. He deserved a little chaos, and she'd give it to him. She began to reach for her bodysuit's zipper, but he was faster at finding the opening on her back. A few seconds later, a loud tearing sound made its way to her ear.

"Did you rip my costume?" She broke the kiss to ask.

"I'll buy you another one," he replied, kissing her now bare shoulder.

"Asshole!"

"Already?" He teased, and she pulled his hair harder. With a mischievous smile, she playfully grabbed his right ass cheek.

"Two can play this game, love."

Much to her surprise, he didn't go for the straight refusal she was used to hearing. He just raised a brow and got back to kissing her neck. Interesting. She stored the information for later but couldn't help getting even more turned on by him. She failed to realize he had opened the shower tap, but then he was carrying her inside the large box with no concern for his own clothes. She laughed against his lips and wiggled in his arms, so he'd let her down. The bastard, however, held on tighter.

"Stop moving, I won't let you go." Oh fuck, the sound of his rasped voice demanding her to do what he wanted, added to his strong grip on her tights, caused her pussy to clench in response. But still, the only thing better than listening to his commanding tone was to tear it down.

She was not stronger than him, but she did know her body and her balance. She held on to his shoulders for support and unhooked her legs from behind his back. He was still carrying her weight with his arms, and despite thinking it was sexy as hell, she was set on her goal to go down and undress him.

Kiara broke the kiss to bite his earlobe, and when she heard his sharp breath intake, she forced her legs apart and down. Bingo! The unexpected move made him lose the grip, and she found herself standing with her arms around his shoulders. "Crafty vixen," he cursed, but she could almost hear the repressed laughter in his voice. He couldn't hide how much he loved her disobedience. His shorts had to go, and while she worked on that, he took off his soaked shirt. His boxers were struggling to keep his hard cock contained.

"That seems uncomfortable." She smirked and slid one hand inside the black fabric to feel him against her hands. His eyes rolled back when she began to stroke him, but he seemed to have other plans. He took her hands out of his boxers and turned her around, pressing her against the wet tiles.

By the feeling of his hard cock against her butt, she knew he had taken off that last piece of clothing. But the jerk was in the mood to torture her a little further and decided to run his hands across her body at an agonizingly slow pace. It took him forever to reach where she wanted, but by the time he did, she was dripping. He circled her clit with his thumb while reaching inside her with his middle finger, and she couldn't help the moans that fled her lips. She fucking needed him, and he knew it.

"Chris," she begged, and he chuckled against the soft skin of her neck.

"Yes, my goddess?"

Instead of talking, Kiara pushed her ass towards him and moved against his hard cock. With a low grunt, he gave up on teasing her and took her hips on his hands to steady her. Then, answering her desperate pleas, he entered her from behind with a slow thrust.

She was relishing the amazing feeling of his thick cock filling her up when she felt him sliding his arms around her in a delicious embrace. One of his hands traveled up to her breasts, and the other down to her clit. She took one of her hands off the wall to pull him closer by the back of his neck, and he wasted no time to kiss her anywhere he could.

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"I love you,” he whispered, and she felt her knees faltering. Luckily, he was right there to hold her up and kiss her neck. Fuck, she was doomed. He loved her, and he wasn't leaving. And hell, she loved him too. Before she could answer, he pulled out and turned her to kiss her fervently. She missed him inside her already but loved the way he pressed her against the cold tile as if his body belonged even closer to hers.

Almost without noticing, she ran her nails deeply across his back and heard him hiss in return. The hot water on his new scratch probably didn't help. With a smirk, he pulled her hands up by the wrists and trapped her. He began to tease her with his other hand, leveraging the fact she was dying to touch him but couldn't.

"Behave," he grunted.

"What if I don't?" She challenged him, and in return got exactly what she wanted. "I'll have to tie you up."

He went back to kissing her, but his spare hand found its way to her ass and pinched it hard. Fuck, she lived for it. That bite of pain turned into waves of heat across her already flaming body, and no amount of water would cool her down now. He smirked, loving her unearthly reaction to him.

So he thought he was the only one allowed to play? Maybe her hands were trapped, but she could tease him regardless. She shot him a playful smile and began to raise her left knee on her side. He seemed confused for a brief moment, but then she straightened her leg until she was on a standing side split.

"Fuck, Kiara," he said in a rough voice.

Yes, she was showing off. But it certainly did the trick, and Chris brought her leg to rest on his left shoulder. Her wet pussy was on full display for him, and she knew he'd reach deep inside her like that. He finally let go of her wrists to align himself with her, and he wasn't gentle this time. He pushed his cock into her, and she felt herself clenching around him. So fucking delicious.

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He was pounding hard and deep, and when he picked up the speed, she felt her feet lifting from the ground at each thrust. She held on to one of the shower grab-bars for a little extra support, thanking the stars for putting in there. Chris was in a frenzy, his eyes rolling to the back of his skull whenever he pushed deeper, and her split opened a little more.

It wasn't long before she felt that amazing sensation building in her core, and he must have noticed the change, for his pace picked up and his grip on her hips got tighter.

"You feel like a fucking dream," he whispered. "I won't ever let you go; do you understand?"

Kiara felt her control slip and gave in to the orgasm that hit her. She couldn't hold her leg up, so she let it slide to his side and was surprised when he picked her up, still inside her. Her head was as foggy as the bathroom, and she gladly accepted being lifted so she could enjoy the aftershock of her pleasure.

He carried her out of the box, and she only came back to her senses once he dropped her on the bed, still dripping wet.

"What the fuck Chris, we are soaking the bed!"

"I don't care, I need you."

"You were having me already," she said between dazed laughs, but she wasn't complaining. If he wanted to have her on every surface of every room, she'd gladly take it.