Archly, she purred, “Ooooh? Prove it. Prove how manly and fierce you are.” She shifted back just enough to wrap her hand around his cock. Lightly, so lightly it might just feel like currents of water shifting around, she slid her hand up.
“Y-you’re holding the very t-thing I’d use to p-prove that!” He spluttered out and shifted slightly, his movements causing water to splash at the edges of the tub, threatening to spill over. Cursing quite colourfully then at the not-enough-friction, he whined and arched up, desperate to make her move that much faster.
Both eyebrows climbed high on her forehead at his words. The swearwords made her smile mischievously, and then she let go. “I’m not holding it now! So prove it.”
She took advantage of his diverted attention to eel out of his grip, giggling and rolling into the water to wash the soap off on the other side of the enormous tub. Getting over onto her hands and knees, she stalked him through the water, smiling mischievously. One hand slid slowly up his leg before she straddled it and slid up his body, stopping with her knee pressed gently against his cock. “You’re so cute when you blush,” she whispered.
Stilling and watching her curiously, feeling almost like prey being stalked by a predator, Isaac licked at his lips, allowing his eyes to shamelessly roam down her bare body. “You’re beautiful,” he breathed out just as she clambered up onto her lap, shivering and pushing his hips up out of the water, erection prodding at her leg. “Not cute — manly and fierce, remember?”
Archly, she purred, “Ooooh? Prove it. Prove how manly and fierce you are.” She shifted back just enough to wrap her hand around his cock. Lightly, so lightly it might just feel like currents of water shifting around, she slid her hand up.
She purred happily for a moment. “That sounds more like a challenge for me, not a challenge for you. Unless I’m supposed to just hold still and let you use my body?”
“I don’t think we could do that — you can’t keep still if I was doing that, surely? And I like when you give me as good as I give you,” he murmured with a faint blush decorating his cheeks, before he shifted underneath the water.
She took advantage of his diverted attention to eel out of his grip, giggling and rolling into the water to wash the soap off on the other side of the enormous tub. Getting over onto her hands and knees, she stalked him through the water, smiling mischievously. One hand slid slowly up his leg before she straddled it and slid up his body, stopping with her knee pressed gently against his cock. “You’re so cute when you blush,” she whispered.
She laughed, and commented, “You have to let me go if you want anything at all. I can’t reach any of you from here.”
“Mmm, maybe I like a challenge.” He chuckled and nibbled on her neck, before pulling back to rub the soap down her back then, humming as he lathered the bubbles into her spine.
She purred happily for a moment. “That sounds more like a challenge for me, not a challenge for you. Unless I’m supposed to just hold still and let you use my body?”
She wiggled her butt a little bit, giggling. “Oh, is that how it works? You do me in expectation of my doing you? I feel I should have been consulted on this. What happened to you washing me?”
“…After I’ve washed you then?” he compromised as he licked across her shoulder blades, nipping tenderly at the damp skin. Continuing to lazily rock against her, he reached for the bottle and continued to roam his hands across her torso.
She laughed, and commented, “You have to let me go if you want anything at all. I can’t reach any of you from here.”
“You are /such/ a liar,” she murmured, amused. “Not naughty. Who wanted to go skinny-dipping, hm?” She shifted in his hold enough to catch at his mouth, and whispered, “More.”
“Pants on fire,” he declared in a sing-song voice, shaking with laughter as he smiled into the kiss, pressing his hips flush up against her rear. “Mmmm, isn’t it my turn now?”
She wiggled her butt a little bit, giggling. “Oh, is that how it works? You do me in expectation of my doing you? I feel I should have been consulted on this. What happened to you washing me?”
It was good that he held her up — she was hazily sure if he hadn’t she would have fallen into the water. ”Was that you being naughty?” she asked, finally. “I can hear you being smug back there.”
“Oh, I’m never naughty. Mischievous, impish…I can’t think of any more words, but never naughty.” He chuckled into her ear and gently licked around her earlobe, fingers continuing to lazily stroke her insides. “Feeling better now?”
“You are /such/ a liar,” she murmured, amused. “Not naughty. Who wanted to go skinny-dipping, hm?” She shifted in his hold enough to catch at his mouth, and whispered, “More.”
She would not have been able to say which of the things he did pushed her over the edge singly or in combination. It didn’t matter. Rather than the overwhelming, crashing climax of earlier in the day, this one dragged her under as inexorably as a riptide, slow and sure and steady. It felt like it went on for hours, as she shuddered helplessly in his hands.
Snaking his free hand around her waist to splay out over her abdomen, he held her against his chest, feeling her clench and quiver around his thrusting fingers. Watching with an awed smile as she slowly fell apart in his hands, Isaac peppered kisses across her shoulders, humming soothingly in her ear as he gently rocked her.
It was good that he held her up — she was hazily sure if he hadn’t she would have fallen into the water. ”Was that you being naughty?” she asked, finally. “I can hear you being smug back there.”
She opened her mouth to answer him, and instead a drawn-out, whimpering “ooooooh,” came out. Closing her eyes, she could feel the climax just out of reach, and shifted just a little. “Oh god Isaac, Isaac,” she cried out, and her back arched, the back of her head pressing against his shoulder.
Cooing teasingly in her ear as he attempted to draw out her orgasm with just his fingers, he continued to lazily rut against her rear, smiling against her shoulder. “Come for me, Summer,” he murmured and bit down on her earlobe, sliding his fingers in a little deeper and curling them.
She would not have been able to say which of the things he did pushed her over the edge singly or in combination. It didn’t matter. Rather than the overwhelming, crashing climax of earlier in the day, this one dragged her under as inexorably as a riptide, slow and sure and steady. It felt like it went on for hours, as she shuddered helplessly in his hands.
“My sister,” she murmured, “sent him some nude photos of me, and — but that didn’t go well. He just wasn’t interested in me.” She sighed peacefully, and squirmed down a little lower in the water, trying to rock back and forth into his fingers. “God, you’re so good.”
“…What’s this sister’s name? Maybe I can convince her to send me some photos of you…” he murmured and slipped another finger inside of her, gently biting down on the curve of her shoulder at the same time. “Well, as I said before — he’s an idiot, and you’re with me now, so I’d say, winners all round, right?”
She opened her mouth to answer him, and instead a drawn-out, whimpering “ooooooh,” came out. Closing her eyes, she could feel the climax just out of reach, and shifted just a little. “Oh god Isaac, Isaac,” she cried out, and her back arched, the back of her head pressing against his shoulder.