Chapter 63

Holding me in place, with both hands on my waist and the water dripping from the tips of my hair, he penetrated me with a quick entrance that made me stay on my toes inside the bathtub, taken by the surprise and the stimulus of the strongest act. I got at the moment when the shock sent hot waves for me, and Randall tilted me slightly down, making the angle more conducive to his attacks.

His hips pushed with every sound of his breath, and I started to feel my legs shaking a lot. The arm he held around my waist seemed like the only thing that held me, because the rest of my body followed his rhythm. My clitoris seemed to be hard and taken by the excitement, so sensitive that the strength of the water according to us seemed to be able to pulse it easily. Randall’s rhythmic stabs, merging with the sensations of water falling according to us and the sounds of our moans uniting in a sound, made me tighten inside. Raising my hips into the water, I moved back against him, leaving my a