Chapter 6: Chapter 6
The steam from the shower still hung heavy in the air, a visible testament to the heat that had been generated within the confines of the bathroom. Tim, a tall, athletic figure, stepped out of the shower, his body glistening with water droplets that caught the soft glow of the bathroom light. He reached for the towel, but his hand paused mid-air as he heard the soft click of the door opening. Stacy, her long blonde hair cascading down her shoulders, stepped into the room, her eyes locked onto Tim's body.
"Tim," she whispered, her voice a sultry purr that sent a shiver down his spine. "I couldn't wait any longer.
I had to see you, touch you," Stacy confessed, her eyes never leaving Tim's body. She took a step closer, her heels clicking softly against the tiled floor. Tim, still frozen in place, felt a surge of desire course through him. He let the towel drop to the floor, his cock already hard and throbbing.
"Fuck, Stacy," he groaned, his voice laced with lust. "You're playing with fire."
She smirked, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. "I like playing with fire, Tim. And I want to play with yours."
Tim's cock twitched at her words, and Stacy's eyes flicked down to watch the movement.
She licked her lips again, her tongue tracing the outline of her full, red mouth. "I want to feel you inside me, Tim. I want to feel your big, hard cock sliding in and out of my wet pussy."
Tim growled, a low, primal sound that sent a shiver down Stacy's spine. He took a step closer, his eyes locked onto hers. "You want my cock, Stacy? You want me to fuck you?"
Stacy nodded, her breath hitching in her throat. "Yes, Tim. I want you to fuck me. I want you to make me scream your name."
Tim's hands reached out, cupping her breasts through the thin fabric of her dress.
Stacy moaned, her head falling back as he began to knead her flesh, his thumbs brushing against her hardening nipples. She could feel his cock pressing against her stomach, hot and throbbing.
"Fuck, Tim," she gasped, her hands reaching up to tangle in his wet hair. "I need you inside me. Now."
Tim growled, his hands moving to her ass, lifting her up and setting her down on the bathroom counter. He stepped between her legs, his hands pushing her dress up to her waist. Stacy's breath hitched as she felt his fingers hook into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down and tossing them aside.
She was now completely exposed to him, her pussy glistening with her arousal. Tim's eyes darkened with lust as he looked at her, his cock throbbing against her stomach.
"You're so fucking wet, Stacy," he growled, his fingers tracing the wetness on her thighs. "I can't wait to taste you."
Stacy moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. "Please, Tim. I need you inside me."
Tim didn't need to be told twice. He grabbed his cock, positioning it at her entrance. Stacy gasped as she felt the head of his cock press against her pussy. He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, stretching her wide.