I hold her eyes as I lift my leg up and over and step into the bath. It's not burning hot but it still has enough heat to make my feet tingle as I step into it. Eloise shifts to the other end to let me in and I sit down in her spot, spreading my legs as I lean back against the soft towel. She doesn't come between my legs like I want her to, instead, she sits facing me and drinks the last of her wine before reaching over to place her empty glass back on the ledge near my head.

"Last time I washed a woman's hair was my sisters when she was fifteen - she'd dyed it purple. Any big changes I should know about? " I ask. She smiles but then her expression turns serious again. Aroused and serious.

"I actually had something else in mind," she says as she moves toward me. She slides her arms behind my neck as she climbs on top of me, kneeling on either side of my thighs. The groan that comes from my mouth as she settles on my lap makes it sound like I'm in pain, but I'm not. I can feel the wet silky heat between her legs graze against me as she settles down onto my body. "I want you inside me," she tells me.

I slide my hand over her breasts and lower to the space beneath our bodies and stroke my fingers against her, causing her to moan softly. Then I grip hold of my cock and guide myself into her body. Jesus fucking christ. Like always, she's a hot tight fit around me, and as I enter her, she gasps, sitting back ever so slightly. She watches my face intently as she lowers herself all the way, taking me as deep inside her as it's possible for me to be. I groan low from the back of my throat and tilt my hips upwards pushing into her.

As I go deeper the noise from her throat changes and she whispers my name as digs her fingers into the back of my neck. I know the deeper I am the more she seems to lose herself and that's what I want. I want her so lost with me that she might never find her way back to him.

She grips my hair hard and lowers her head to kiss me as she begins to rock back and forward. Her movements are slow and graceful and I know I'm not going to last long.   Not like this. She feels too fucking good; warm and soothing around me like the water. I grit my teeth and pull her closer to me, biting down soft on her damp shoulder to suck at the water there. When I feel her squeeze my cock from the inside, my whole body comes utterly alive, every nerve bursting into flame.

"Eloise... fucking hell, I'm going to come..."

She grips me harder. "No, don't. Not yet, please Aidan, I'm so close," she pleads against my ear as she starts to ride me deeper, harder, faster. Like always, my body desperately wants to obey her and so I grit my teeth harder and squeeze my eyes shut and pull her closer. I need to make her come now.  

I slide my hands into the water and grip her arse, spreading her wide as I thrust my hips upwards with some force. Then I lower my head and suck hard on her nipple which I know drives her insane. When I bite it softly, flicking my tongue back and forth, she throws her head back and moans my name, her body spasming and clenching around me tighter than it had a moment ago.   

The hot intimate part of her grabs onto me from the inside, massaging and squeezing as she orgasms and trembles around me. The noises she makes close to my ear as she comes make it impossible for me to hold on to it any longer.

My own orgasm comes in great hot spasms, tensing my back and my thighs, and making my heart feel likes it's about to pound its way out of my chest.   She lifts her head from my neck and places both hands on the side of my face to look into my eyes as I continue to finish inside her. It's like she's trying to tell me something but I don't know what it is - why do I never know what it is? I know what I hope it is. I want her to be telling me she's not going to leave me. That when the time finally comes to choose, she's going to choose me.


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