Beauty stood outside the bathroom door, drying with a towel tied around her bosom, her body still wet. Bruno had persisted in taking a shower.
An idea came to her as revenge.
She bit her lower lip and tiptoed slowly to the bathroom.
There was mist in the air and a loud pounding of the shower.
Fortunately, it was a large shower stall, and Bruno was facing sideways with his head directly under the showerhead.
Beauty opened the smoked glass door and stepped into the shower.
"What the fu--," Bruno exclaimed as he turned to face her, startled, clearly not expecting her to come inside the bathroom.
Not after she was embarrassed by him seeing her naked a few minutes ago.
Was she just playing with him?
"Need any help?" Beauty asked, grinning.
Then she lost the towel around her bosom. It dropped down, and so did Bruno's eyes and jaw.
Beauty smiled softly at him.
She grabbed a bar of soap off the ledge and began lathering up her palms.
"Need some help?" she repeated.
Bruno face flushed and he rubbed the back of his neck.
A lot of thoughts were running through his mind.
What is she really up to? What if she wants it! He wants it too! Will she be satisfied with his performance? He's not very experienced; he's only seen this done in a porn video.
"You are staring a lot. Look up here."
Beauty broke into his thoughts.
He blinked and shifted his gaze from her neatly trimmed chubby triangle to her face.
"Need some help?"
She asked again.
"Yeah, I guess."
He muttered shyly.
Beauty raised a brow.
"You guess ...that's it?" she replied in disappointment.
Bruno's eyes widened.
What exactly is happening?
What's with the boldness and attitude?
He need to be serious here.
"No...not like that...I really want...it's just...a surprise...I didn't expect that we would make up this way...I'm glad we're a couple again," he said softly.
Beauty shook her head with a giggle.
"I'll wash you," she said.
She began rubbing her soapy hands over his chest.
Bruno put his arms around her waist and moved his head toward hers.
Beauty reached to put the bar of soap back on the ledge but missed, and just as their lips were about to meet, the soap slipped from her hand and fell hard on one of her sore feet.
"Yeow!" she yelped as she shuffled her feet, and Bruno clutched her tightly to prevent her from falling.
"Are you okay?" he asked with concern.
"Okay. It's not anything that your kiss won't make better."
"You...want me to kiss you...now?" he asked, a bit excited but still in doubt.
"You talk too much."
She circled his neck and kissed him.
Bruno's lips immediately barreled into hers, and hers were open to suck him in. With the forceful torrent raining down on them, their mouths maneuvered, and their bodies writhed to find their maximum touch.
He missed this touch so much, he could feel the excitement rushing down to his groin.
With a low groan he grabbed her wet round ass in his hand for the first time and pulled her head close to his with the other.
This time their forehead pressed on eachother.
"I love you, you know that?" he whispered huskily.
Without saying a word, Beauty bit her lower lip and giggled.
She had one hand on the back of his neck, and the other roamed his back and butt.
She felt his huge cock, hard and ready, pressed against her, and she only ended their kiss once she had it in her hand.
"I am sorry about Beyoncé and...I shouldn't have put up an attitude,you have every right to be and..."
"Fuck me right away,"Beauty cuts in, almost breathlessly.
Completely ignoring his apology.
Bruno's heart skipped.
"Okay, but how...how...do you want it?" he asked.
He can't tell her that he is a virgin, right?
Beauty's lips traced to his ears.
"I want it all."
Showing him that she was all business, she lowered herself without hesitation.
She stuck her hands on Bruno's wet naked butt.
A loud hiss of pleasure escaped his lips unintentionally and echoed off the tiles when she sucked his drenched organ into her mouth.
He dug his fingers into her hair, and looking down at her, he marveled at the sight of his cock disappearing into her head.
It was his first time seeing it without the duvet like she did in the past.
Following his instincts, he started gently swaying his groin into her, and soon she was moving her head with the motion. Her mouth felt like heaven wrapped around him, years of fantasy turning into truth.
A loud hiss escaped his lips again.
"Fuck!"
It was actually happening, he thought. I'm actually naked in the shower with her, and my cock is deep inside her lovely mouth.
And this is just the beginning!
"Fuck...I love you..." he muttered and looked down at Beauty, smiling with her eyes at him.
Those eyes...he touched her chubby cheeks.
"So beautiful..."
He suddenly felt his body swinging faster, and his fingers gripped her head tighter, and the more Beauty's fingertips dug into his ass, the more energetic they became.
Her sucks attempted to vacuum up his cum, and his cock scrunched in time, reaching for the depths of her throat.
He is ready to spill. She must think he is weak.
"I can hold it in...I can do it," he muttered to himself and clenched his toes tightly.
"Fuck!"