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He could feel his orgasm coming, but he continued to pummel her until his control began to slip. He stopped with a gasp, preparing to pull out and change positions again to give himself some time to cool off, but she grabbed his arm.

“No! Don’t stop!” she begged as she pulled at the arm holding her head back.

He immediately started thrusting again, trying to drive her to orgasm as he pushed against his own approaching climax with everything he had. He felt the orgasm take him just as she began to tighten around him again. He growled low and deep in his chest as he pumped, fighting off the all-consuming pleasure until, with another great exhalation, she relaxed again.

She lay still as Jack slowly relaxed onto her back, enjoying the feel of his weight as it pressed her into the bed while he gently kissed her on the neck and shoulder. “Do I have to sleep on the couch tonight?” she asked, her voice slow and slightly slurred.

He chuckled as he pulled his still hard cock out of her and flopped into the bed. “Not unless you want to.”

She turned in the bed and found the spot next to him. She smiled in the darkness as he moved in close to her back, tucked his knees behind hers, and pulled her into a comfortably tight spoon. “No. As comfortable as the couch is, this is better.”

“I agree,” Jack said softly as he kissed her shoulder.

Tina didn’t know why those two little words affected her so profoundly, but she was still struggling not to cry as she slipped into sleep.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Jack swam up out of sleep. The room was still as dark as a black cat in a coal mine, but the warm softness in his arms brought a smile to his face without the need to see. Without his cell he had no idea of the time, but he felt rested and refreshed, so it must be morning … sometime. It was Sunday, the day of rest and recreation. He pressed his hardness against Tina’s ass, the increased pressure sending a low-level thrill rippling through him. They were still in the spoon they fell asleep in last night, so he slid his hand along her breast until he found her nipple.

“You’d better stop,” Tina’s sleepy voice murmured after a moment of soft stroking.

“Or what?”

“Or you’re going to have to make good on the promise…”

“What promise is that?”

“The one you are making right now,” she said before rolling over in his arms and finding his lips with hers.

They kissed, the blistering heat of last night replaced with something more gentle and erotic. “What are we doing today?” she whispered.

“Well, I thought we would get a shower and have some breakfast. Then, I thought I would take you for a ride…”

“Oooh,” she cooed, interrupting. “I like the sound of that.”

“... on the bike,” Jack continued as if she hadn’t spoken.

“Oh,” Tina said in mock disappointment. “Can we go for a ride, not on the bikes, first?” she asked, and he heard the smile in her voice.

He dragged a finger along her spine, a motion that caused her to shiver. “I think that can be arranged. But first, I need to go.”

“Go? Go where?”

“Pee.”

“Oh. I thought that boner was for me,” Tina teased as she slipped a hand between them and softly stroked him.

She was on the side of the bed nearest the door, and while he could have walked around the bed, he found it much more fun to crawl over her … with plenty of goosing, kissing, and pressing together of body parts. She didn’t seem to mind him doing it the hard way.

He felt his way to the door and opened it. The window into the warehouse was bright with sunlight filtered through the translucent skylights of the warehouse, the light flooding into the room. As he blinked against the sudden brightness, he looked at Tina. He knew she was a pretty girl, but bed rumpled and hair in disarray, she was beautiful … and sexy as hell. He had thought of her as thin, but she was actually very athletically built, with curves in all the right places.

Tina watched Jack as he blinked back at her, his face wrinkling as the sudden brightness poured into the room. She had to squint before her eyes adjusted, but despite the blinking, twisting, grimace on his face, she could tell Jack was panty-dropping sexy. She had been too tired and nervous the night she first saw him without his shirt to pay attention, but now she can see he was tall and muscular, built like an Olympic swimmer. With powerful arms, broad chest and corded legs, no wonder Nic and Michelle were drooling all over him. She felt her mouth quirk up into a smile.
Yes, ladies, you didn’t know what you are missing,
she smirked to herself.

When he turned into the bath, she rolled out of the bed and followed. While Jack made running water sounds, she pulled the lever of the shower up, starting the water.

“Change your mind?” Jack asked.

“No. Just changed the place. This way we can kill two birds with one stone.”

He had softened slightly as he urinated, but he almost immediately returned to full hardness.
The only thing better than giving a woman an orgasm is giving a woman an orgasm in the shower,
he thought as he pulled her strongly to him. She stared into his face a moment before she wedged a leg in tight against his manhood and pulled him down for a kiss.

They kissed, their tongues twisting and turning about each other a moment before she pushed him back. “I won’t be but a moment.”

He stepped into the shower, wetting himself before scrubbing his hair clean. He was rinsing the soap out of his hair when he heard the door open and close. It was a tight squeeze with the two of them in the shower, but having had several lovers in the shower with him, Jack knew just how to stand to maximize the room. He gently positioned her under the shower, wetting her hair, before pulling her out from under the spray. Using the flowery smelling shampoo he kept on hand for his … guests, he gently worked her hair clean.

She stood in the shower, the feeling of the shampoo froth oozing down over her breasts and body as Jack gently washed her hair erotic in the extreme. He had certainly taken care of her last night when she was randy as hell, but he also knew how to seduce a woman, how to make her feel special.
She turned her back to him and tipped her head back a little to help keep the soap from her eyes as he lathered her hair generously. Satisfied he had her hair well soaped, he gently turned her and guided her under the water. Eyes still closed, head back, she felt him step in close as he worked the soap from her hair. The feel of the soap as it ran down over her breasts, and the knowledge that he was standing only inches away from her, began to warm her in a way the hot water couldn’t. She tipped her head back a bit more, letting the water wash any soap from her face, before she stepped out from under the strong stream of water and wiped her eyes as he ran his hand through her hair to make sure no soap remained.

Satisfied her hair was clean and soap free, he picked up the soap bar and began spinning it in his hands to work up a lather.

“Eyes closed,” he commanded. When she complied, he scrubbed her face, careful to avoid getting soap into her eyes. She felt his hands on her face as he washed away the sweat from last night away, very gentle around her eyes, more vigorous on her forehead, cheeks, and neck. “Rinse,” he ordered. When he removed his hands, she stepped back under the water, head back, allowing the water to wash away the soap. She was becoming seriously aroused by his attention and the slippery feel of his hands upon her wet skin.

She stepped out from under the water and once again wiped her face and eyes before he pulled her into him and began scrubbing her back. His soapy hands on her skin and his erect penis pressed into her stomach felt very nice indeed. He scrubbed her back, shoulders, ribs, and bottom before crouching down and continuing down her legs. He kissed her, once, very suggestively, on the stomach as he worked his way down her left leg before he very gently lifted one foot to wash it. Normally ticklish on her feet, she was surprised that the feel of his hands on her feet didn’t tickle as his fingers slithered between her toes, but it did make her want to squirm for another reason. Doing first the left foot, then the right, he then began to soap her right leg, working his way back up her body. Reaching her womanhood, he stood and worked the soap bar between her legs, being careful to not probe beyond the outer lips.

The eroticism of his action caused her to gasp and place one hand on his shoulder and the other on the shower wall for support. He spent only a moment scrubbing her there before he continued with his washing, his soapy hands sliding easily along her body. His hands traveled out along the arm that rested on his shoulder and caused waves of tingles to coursing through her as his hands slid along the underside of her arm. As she twitched and twisted, he switched arms and washed the other from wrist to body, finishing up once again on her shoulders and neck, then down her front to her breasts. She couldn’t take it anymore. Since her right arm was already on his shoulder, she wrapped it around his neck as her left moved from the wall to join it, pulling him into a soapy embrace.

He continued to wash her breasts and stomach, now pressed tightly into his body. The soap and water acted as a lubricant and allowed his hands to glide easily between them. As she pulled his mouth to hers for a deep, passionate kiss, Jack removed his hands from between their bodies and dropped the soap bar into the dish before putting his hands on her buttocks and pulling her more tightly to him.

He took a half-step forward, never breaking their kiss, and forced Tina back under the water. As the water poured over their bodies, she parted her lips from his and pulled back, just a bit, to allow the water to flow between them and wash away the soap. She stared into his eyes for a moment, then turned and pressed her hands to the wall as she presented her ass to him in a clear invitation.

She was shorter than most woman he took in his shower, but he crouched low and slid himself into her with a gasp. The water splashing off her back, her exquisite tightness, and that
moan
as he entered her all combined to strip him of his reserve and made him want to pound into her furiously until he came. He shook his head in a brief denial and focused on her needs as he slowed himself down to draw out their pleasure.

She felt him enter her and she moaned softly at his passage. His gentle, almost loving, touch as he washed her had sent her passions soaring. She began working her hips, thrusting herself on his hardness, pulling her orgasm to her. She heard him grunt as he pulled her ass hard into his crotch, and she sensed he was close already. The knowledge that he was about to come so quickly excited her, and she struggled to keep thrusting, powering through his grasp with a grunt of her own.

“Fuck … you’re going to make me come,” he hissed as her buttocks worked him, every movement of her ass a delight to eye and cock.

She smiled. She was going to come, too, but she was going to have some fun with him first. “Don’t you fucking come, you bastard. Don’t you come!”

“Fuck!” he snarled as he bent over her and took her breasts into his hands, rolling her erect nipples gently between his fingers as he thrust into her hard and fast.

Tina gasped as pleasure exploded from her nipples as he tweaked and twisted them gently while his hard, driving thrusts caused her orgasm to swell in power. She pushed hard back into him and drove him as deep into her as possible. He froze his pounding hips and pushed hard into her as he gasped before he suddenly pounded into her with sweet violence, roaring out his completion to the world.

The sudden hard pounding thrusts and his orgasmic cry as he pulled her off the wall and held her tightly to his chest, causing the shower spray to rain down on her head and face, was too much for her to endure. With a gasp and whimper, her orgasm took her, weakening her legs as she sagged and thrust, squirming as Jack’s pounding cock sent her reeling. Then, suddenly, he was still, holding her tight as he gasped and panted into her neck.

“Did you come?” he asked as he slowly withdrew from her. He hoped the answer was yes, because after that orgasm, he was done for a while.

“Mmm-hmm,” she said, nodding slowly as a last erotic shiver passed through her. “What if I hadn’t?” she teased as she straightened and turned to face him.

“Then … this,” he said, stroking her womanhood with a finger. “Or maybe this,” he added as he began kissing down her body.

She pulled him up, bringing his lips to hers. “No. Don’t. Later. Tonight,” she murmured, as their lips met. She just wanted to enjoy the warm glow she felt with him. “I assume you came?” she asked as their lips parted.

“God yes.”

Tina giggled. “You like fucking in the shower?”

“Yeah. Don’t you? There is something inherently erotic about making love in water.”

Tina noted he said making love and not fucking, but she let it slide without comment. It probably meant nothing. “Yeah. But we need to hurry. The water is getting cold.”

While breakfast cooked, Jack threw together a load of laundry that included Tina’s clothes.
We are going to have to do something about her clothing situation,
he realized as he started the machine running.

They enjoyed a leisurely breakfast and talked about the day ahead. “If you are going to carry a weapon, you need to know how to use one. How would you like to go shooting?” he asked as they picked up their breakfast dishes.

“Jack … I’m afraid of guns.”

“All the more reason to go shooting, then. They are just a tool, like a hammer. Better to know how to use one properly so you are not a danger to yourself or others.”

“Don’t you have to have some kind of permit, or something, to carry a gun?”