Chapter 40: Lily

When Clint walks into the bathroom, I sit on the bed and take my boots off. Every time we’ve been intimate, it’s me that experiences the pleasure and never him. He’s never pressured me to give him anything, but I want to. I want to give him the same pleasure that he’s been giving to me.

When I walk into the bathroom, I can see that he’s taking matters into his own hands, literally. I shouldn’t be the only one that is getting pleasure from our time together.

When I offer to help, I don’t know what to do, so I pull my dress over my head, before walking into the shower with him. He hasn’t said a word, he’s just watching me. He steps back, letting me in and the water from the shower pours over my back. I look down and gulp at how large he is. His hand fits around his girth, but I can tell that mine won’t.

I reach down, replacing his hand with mine. He immediately sucks in air, and my eyes shoot to his face. His eyes have closed and his mouth is open slightly. I begin to stroke him, as I