But before I could figure it out, Sylvia had pulled me into the bathroom.
Despite the awkward situation, I had to admit that Geoffrey was good at setting the mood. Even the bathroom looked romantic and fancy.
Under the warm, dim lighting, I saw that the bathtub was covered with a layer of rose petals. Condoms of various flavors were placed in a conspicuous location. Obviously, these had been prepared beforehand.
I stood in front of the bathtub, bewildered, when Sylvia suddenly pushed me in. I fell into the bathtub with a splash and was instantly immersed in the strong scent of rose petals.
Without saying a word, Sylvia turned on the shower head and sprayed water on me. I didn’t resist but looked at her curiously. “What’s going on?”
Sylvia didn’t answer. Instead, she pursued her lips. I couldn’t read her expression. Soon, my clothes were drenched and clung to my body, outlining my figure. I stretched out my hand to touch her, but she took a big step back.
“I don’t like it when you have the scent of another woman on your body. So, you’d better not come out until you’re one hundred percent clean.” Sylvia looked at me seriously.
I didn’t know whether to cry or to laugh, but it made me happy to see her act so possessive. I reached out to take the shower head from Sylvia’s hand. I was going to say I could take a bath by myself, but she refused to give it to me. She grabbed my hand and held it tightly.
“Let me wash every inch of your body.”
At first, I was stunned. Then, I felt a burning desire in my crotch area.
I swallowed and said in a hoarse voice, “Then we have to take off our clothes…”
Hearing that, a small smile played at the edges of Sylvia’s lips and her eyes twinkled mischievously.
She tossed the shower head away and began to take off her clothes slowly. Her slender fingers started unbuttoning her shirt, her little pinkies slightly raised.
She was wearing tight-fitting jeans today, which outlined her perfect figure. Very soon, she shrugged off her shirt, revealing her plump breasts caged in her bra.
I stared at her intently and felt like time itself had slowed down.
Noticing my gaze, Sylvia winked at me playfully. Then with a click, she unbuttoned her jeans. But she didn’t take off her pants immediately. Instead, she stepped into the bathtub and straddled on my waist.
Her half-opened jeans gave me a glimpse of her lace underwear. I wrapped one hand around her waist to feel her temperature.
Sylvia finally broke into a smile. Then she leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, “Let me help you with that.”
As she spoke, she began to take my clothes off in a painfully slow manner. Her cold fingertips touched my bare skin from time to time.
My breathing was completely uneven, and the desire buried deep in my body reared its ugly head.
“Won’t you need shower gel?” I asked hoarsely. My hand reached behind her back and groped for her bra clasp.
“What’s the rush?” Sylvia’s beautiful lips brushed past mine. Her familiar scent ar0used me even more.
Sylvia reached for the shower gel and poured some onto her hand. Then, she proceeded to rub it all over my body, including my very hard cock.
The water was warm, filling the entire bathroom with a steamy, romantic atmosphere. Sylvia touched my face and asked with concern, “Are you feeling cold?”
“Hot, actually,” I shook my head and answered in a hoarse voice.
Sylvia chuckled and continued to rub the shower gel over my stomach.
I nearly lost my patience and got on top of her, but she stopped me casually.
“You’re not clean yet. Be good, or else…” Sylvia pouted and coaxed me in a soft voice.
Rufus’ POV
Sylvia put her hand in my hair and tugged, forcing me to sit right in front of her plump breasts. Her smooth, pink nipple brushed past the tip of my nose and then brushed against my cheek. I couldn’t stand it anymore and opened my mouth and put the whole nipple inside, biting at its tip gently.
“This side, too…” Sylvia shifted slightly to feed the other nipple into my mouth, and I obediently licked and sucked at the two of them evenly.
Sylvia let out a small gasp and began to thrust her ass out subconsciously. My huge manh00d that pressed against her belly quickly grew bigger and bigger. I couldn’t wait to break through the cage and put my cock inside her body.
The slight friction could not bring me enough pleasure. I couldn’t help but grab her ass and bark, “Take your jeans off.”
Sylvia blushed. Although she was holding the reins just now, she obediently raised her buttocks, pressing her breasts into my face even more. “Do you want to help me take a bath?”
“Okay, I’ll help you.” I reached up and cupped her plump breasts in my hand, rubbing her nipples hard. When I was about to explore her most intimate area, she suddenly stopped me.
She sat up and moved backward, with her hands behind her back. The pink nipples like two little cherries stood straight up. She stuck out her lower lip and shook her head. “No. I’ll help you get clean first.”
Sylvia’s hand reached for the tip of my penis. Her soft fingertips swept over me like feathers, which made me feel numb.
I moaned with pleasure and felt my desire reach its peak. “Honey, I was wrong, okay? Stop teasing me…”
“No.” Sylvia crawled to me like a temptress, her breasts swaying from side to side with every movement. She didn’t stop what she was doing. She splashed water on me, “cleaned” me, and her fingertips would brush past the tip of my penis from time to time.
My mate was such a naughty little devil!
I took a deep breath to calm myself down. Blue veins stood out on my forehead. “Honey, give it to me already,” I begged with difficulty.
Sylvia’s red lips gently touched the corner of my mouth, and she moved her head slightly for her warm tongue to the tip of my ear. “Okay.”
After getting her permission, I immediately turned over and pressed her under my body. Very soon, I pulled her jeans down to her knees.
I touched the entrance of her pussy and found it was already covered in a sticky liquid.
Sylvia arched her back and grabbed my arm with urgency, her fingernails digging into my skin. Panting, she whispered, “I want it.”
I leaned over and pressed my lips against hers, sucking on her tongue hard. Then I inserted my index finger into her pussy, thrusting it in and out slowly. The squishy sounds of her liquid told me that she was hungry for more.
“No, I don’t want your hand…” Sylvia said breathlessly. She brought her legs together, rubbing the tip of my swollen penis with her foot. “I want this.”
I smiled dotingly and happily obliged. I pulled out my finger, parted her legs, and rubbed my penis against the entrance of her pussy. Before she could react, I suddenly thrust my cock inside her violently.
“Ah!” Sylvia arched her back and screamed with pleasure. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, as if she was grasping at the last plank for dear life amidst the stormy ocean.
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