In the bathtub

“He holds my head with both hands and kisses me. Deep. Possessing my mouth. Controlling my head ... controlling me. I groan on his lips. That's what he likes. That's what he's good at. Everything lights up inside of me, and my fingers are in his hair, holding him to me, and I am returning his kiss and saying I want you, too, in the only way I know how. He groans and makes me mount him, kneeling, on his erect penis. He steps back and looks at me, his eyes veiled, bright and lustful. When I go to grab the edge of the tub, he grabs both of my wrists and pulls my hands back, holding them with one hand. ” #butt