She wanted him still, more of him, always. He groaned when she reached a hand down to find him, slack and wet with their cum.
“Hungry little kitten,” he chuckled.
“Meow.” She scratched lightly at his balls with her fingernails and he jumped, gasping. “Do you like my tiger stripes?”
He studied her head in the dim light-Rachel had one lamp on a timer in the living room and the light barely reached the foyer.
“I’d like to see your whole body painted like that.” He grinned. “We could do a new animal every night. Tigers, zebras, giraffes…”
“Giraffes?” She laughed. “What do giraffes say?”
“Umm…I think giraffes say…‘gnork.’ The ‘g’ is silent.”
“Gnork! Gnork!” she called, both of them laughing as he followed her directions to the bathroom, not letting her down, keeping her legs wrapped around his waist the whole time until he could sit her on the bathroom counter and run the shower. He slowly stripped her down, inspecting every inch of her with his eyes, until she was sitting naked on the edge of the sink.
“Now you,” she insisted, watching as he hung his suit coat on a hook on the back of the door and undid his tie. He peeled his shirt off quickly, his trousers and boxers dropping to the floor, and Rachel noticed he wasn’t kidding-his cock was half-hard again already. He left his shoes and socks in the pile and stepped into the shower.
“Come on,” he called, peeking out of the shower curtain.
She glanced at herself in the mirror. Joshie had done an amazing job painting her scalp. He was quite the artist. It seemed a shame to wash it all away without even taking a picture, but she knew she was hesitating for more reasons than just that.
Jake raised an eyebrow at her and she bit her lip, meeting his gaze.
“But then I’ll be totally naked,” she murmured, touching her tiger stripes.
Jake grinned. “That’s the idea.” He held a hand out to her and she took it, letting him pull her in. They spent a long time soaping each other up and rinsing off. The body paint came off easily enough and Rachel touched the smooth expanse of her scalp with trepidation. There weren’t even any wispy hairs left. She was completely bald.
“You’re beautiful,” Jake whispered into her ear, his fingers moving between the wet, swollen lips of her pussy as he pressed her against the tiles. She remembered how he’d taken her, fucked her, and her clit throbbed in response.
“No, I’m not,” she protested softly, whimpering as his fingers parted her, finding her aching clit and circling it with his thumb.
“Yes,” he insisted, bending to capture a nipple between his lips. She moaned and spread wider for his attention. “You’re so fucking beautiful I can’t stand it.”
“Jake…” she whispered as he sank to his knees in the shower and spread her lips with his fingers, his tongue taking up where his thumb had left off. “Oh god. Oh my god. That’s so good…”
His mouth covered her pussy and he drank her in like nectar, sucking and licking and driving her wild. Before long her knees began to give way, but Jake didn’t give up-
instead he just threw her legs over his shoulders and delved in deeper, sucking insistently at her little clit. His fingers probed her hole, sliding into her wetness and mimicking the motion of his cock, in and out of her pussy, and that sent her shuddering over the edge into ecstasy.
“Oh fuck!” she gasped, her heels digging into his back, mashing her flesh against his lapping tongue. “Make me come! Make me come all over your face!” Jake just mumbled something affirmative, his fingers thrusting in deep as she spasmed around them, the walls of her pussy contracting with pleasure. She moaned and felt her whole body collapsing, melting like jelly, and Jake took her weight in his arms, sliding his body up hers, keeping her pressed to the tiles as he kissed her. She could taste herself in his mouth, feel the heat of his erection against her hip.
“I want you again,” he whispered, reaching over and turning off the water.
“So I feel,” she teased, gripping his length, making him growl.
“I told you, it’s like I’m fifteen again.” He grabbed a towel and started rubbing her down as they stepped out. She let him dry them both off, even laughed when he shook his head like a dog, spraying them both with water.
“I can’t do that anymore,” she said a little sadly, running a hand over her bare scalp. She was afraid to look in the mirror.
“True,” he agreed, stepping close and pulling her into his arms to kiss the top of her head. “But you give a whole new meaning to the term ‘wash and go.’” She laughed again, letting him kiss her, his hands roaming all over her body. She felt like a teenager again too, eager but self-conscious, excited and a little afraid. He followed her directions again, this time to her bedroom, and they rolled around, kissing and petting on her down comforter until they were breathless with lust.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he groaned, kissing his way down between her thighs. She couldn’t let him focus on her pussy again like that, giving her so much attention without any distraction, so she turned herself around and rolled on top of him, playing with his cock. It was leaking precum and she licked it off, enjoying the taste, the silky feel of his skin against her lips and tongue. She hadn’t had a cock in her mouth in a long time.
“Oh Rachel,” he moaned as she took his length, as far as she could, deep into her throat. “Oh Jesus, sweetie, go slow…fuck!”
She smiled as she came up on his cock, rubbing the head over her lips, smearing more precum there. His mouth was still busy between her legs, licking and sucking at her pussy, greedy with lust.
“Are you close?” she teased, smacking his cock lightly against her mouth and tongue.
“You have no idea,” he gasped, his voice strained. She could actually feel his thighs trembling beneath her with the effort to hold back. “Your mouth is so good.”
“Think if I made you come now, you could get hard again?” She gripped him in her hand, stroking fast, making him thrust up into her fist.
“For you?” He gave a strangled cry, a half-laugh. “I have no doubt.”
“Good.” She ran her tongue around the head, still tugging on his cock. “Because I want you to come in my mouth before you fuck me again.”
“Oh god,” he whispered against her pussy as she started to suck him in earnest, working her mouth and tongue up and down his length. He seemed to forget about her altogether for a moment, just resting his cheek against the smooth expanse of her thigh as she took him again and again into her eager mouth.
“Rachel,” he warned, his arms wrapping tightly around her hips, squeezing. “Oh god, baby, you’re gonna make me come!”
Her only response was to suck him harder, faster, cupping his balls in her hand and feeling their weight, the skin there tightening in anticipation. He was very, very close, and she wanted it, she wanted to feel him explode against her tongue, wanted to swallow every drop of his cum.
“Ohhhhh!” He finally gave in, driving his cock so deeply into the back of her throat she had no choice but to take his cum. It flooded her in hot, sticky waves and she gulped madly, trying to catch it all and not spill a drop. His cock pulsed between her lips as he emptied himself completely into her waiting mouth.
“Yum.” She turned around on him, kissing the corner of his mouth. He was still shaking with the force of his orgasm. “Now…how long do you think we have to wait?” Her hand was already grasping the softening length of his cock.
Jake groaned, barely opening his eyes to focus on her. “Suck all you want-we’ll make more.”
“I want to fuck you,” she murmured, sliding a thigh over his to straddle him, rubbing the wet flesh of her pussy into his crotch. “Just like this. Remember the limo ride?”
He held onto her hips. “Not likely to forget that ride for the rest of my life.”
“Me either.” She rocked on top of him, using the still half-hard length of his cock, rubbing it against her clit. “I come so hard when I think about it.”
“You too?”
She nodded, biting her lip. “I have a little vibrator in that drawer. I use that.” Without another word, Jake reached over and opened the night table drawer, fumbling around inside until he found it. It was small and sleek, and it hummed nicely when he turned it on.
“Here.” He handed it to her, still buzzing.
She slid it down between her pussy lips, rubbing her clit with the tip, letting out a soft moan. Jake jumped when the vibrator touched the head of his cock.
“You like that?” she asked, using the vibrator to tease them both.
Jake just moaned, his fingers digging into her hips. She could feel him getting hard again as she slipped the humming tip of the toy back and forth, around and around. Her pussy was on fire. She’d lost count of how many times she had come already but she wanted more, and she desperately wanted his cock inside of her when she came again.