We enter his huge bathroom. The tiled floor is white, and the tiled walls are cream-colored with elegant geometric patterns. There’s a tub and a Jacuzzi sit on the left, adjacent to each other. A separate shower room on the right is enclosed by glass walls, and a huge sink and mirror are just across from it.

Josh lets my feet touch the floor as he turns the shower valve. Warm water starts to bathe us. His hand reaches out for the soap to caress my body and lady parts, including my breasts. His eyes follow everywhere his hands touch. Meanwhile, my arms are still around his neck, and I tiptoe because of his tall height.

With his soapy hands, he massages my breasts as he kisses me tenderly. I kiss him back, and he slightly sucks my lower lip and tongue.

I moan softly, loving the way he kisses me.

His hands run lower to my waist and to my buttocks, kneading there. One hand slowly goes to the front and between my legs. His soapy fingers play the hood of my private part.

I cling to him for support as my legs feel like jelly. He washes his own body and then mine, including my pussy while his eyes admire me.

After cleansing our body, he turns off the shower. My legs are wide apart and are wrapped around his hips; he carries me outside the enclosed shower and kisses my mouth. My back is slumped to the smooth tiled wall as his cock unceremoniously drives into my pussy.

I can feel that he is buried to the hilt. “Ahh!” I cry again with pleasure.

“I wondered how you sound when fucked and this is how it is. It’s like a magical tune for me, Jade,” he says, ramming my body.

“Ohh… It’s just so good, Josh! Ahh…” My moan is prolonged and nonstop this time. I don’t mind being mauled by him against the wall because he makes me feel something I’d never felt before.

“Ahh… Jade!” he moans, entering me long and deep. “It’s so good to feel your tightness and wetness around me! Uhh!” He grunts again and again as he slammed his cock inside me.

After some moments, he puts me down the floor on my knees, turning me around to face the wall. My bound wrists are being held by his one hand. Now he enters me from behind. One thumb is pressed against my anus. The sensation is intensified everytime his cock drives in and out of me.

He lets go of my bound hands that rest on the wall to pull my wet hair. His lips land warmly on my shoulder and back, his teeth nipping. His other hand reaches for my breast to play with it, pinching my nipple tightly and thrusting hard into my pussy.

I moan with pain and pleasure at the same time.

He spanks my right buttock. Once. Twice. Thrice.

The intensity is so raw that I can’t stop myself from moaning.

“Oh, damn you!” I swear at him.

“I want to hear you moan louder,” he whispers, without breaking his fast pace. Then he holds my waist with his two hands, thrusting harder and faster.

And yes, I moan louder and louder.

“Cum for me again, Jade,” he urges me once more. “I want to feel your hot juice bathe my cock!” He spanks my buttock again. It isn’t so hard but still, the sensation of it adds to the intensity I fell with his cock inside me.

My body quakes with his every thrust. My breasts jiggle free. It feels like I am not in control of my body anymore but he does.

I turn my face to catch a glimpse of his handsome face. His brows are knitted in concentration while his lips are slightly ajar. He leans forward to kiss my lips once again and he pauses to change his rhythm—plunging long and slow and hard.

And there he goes again. Faster and faster.

“Ahh! Ahh! Yes! It’s so damn good, Josh! Ohh…”

“You’re such a good moaner, Jade. I love that!” he tells me, pushing his cock deeper still.

My walls tighten around him as I am nearing to the edge. I continue to whimper, and I scream as I burst with so much pleasure, and my hot juice envelopes his huge and hard cock.

“Don’t stop cumming!” he orders as he continues to thrust in and out of my already sore pussy.

I feel like I’m being blown over and come apart. He never stops until he is on the verge of spilling his semen. Then he suddenly shifts to blow it on the neighboring orifice. I feel his juice drip toward my wet pussy. The tip teases the opening there but he never enters it again. He reaches down to caress my swollen pussy, taking joy of its wetness.

A few moments later, he embraces me from behind and kisses my earlobe.

“I think the ice cream can wait a little more,” he says slowly when our breathing becomes normal once again.

We take another shower together, and he unbinds me this time. He also carefully pats my hair and body dry using a huge white and fluffy towel that almost smells like him.

Together, wearing only the bathrobes, we enter the kitchen. He sits me down on one of the chairs at the dining table. He goes to check the fridge for ice cream.

I glance at the wall clock, which tells me it’s already past midnight. There’s no hurry since he wants me to sleep with him. Besides, it’s a weekend, so we don’t necessarily go to work.

“Which one do you prefer? Rocky road, vanilla, strawberry, chocolate or cookie monster?” His voice is louder so I can hear him from where I am seated.

Oh, he does not love ice cream so much, I muse smilingly.

“I love the rocky road!” I shout as an answer.

“Okay!” he says.

A moment or two pass by, and he is already right in front of me. He places the square container in front of us. He gives me a spoon, and I thank him with a toothless smile.

“So, which one is your favorite?” I ask him before I put the spoon with ice cream in my mouth. My eyes linger on his face.