Convincing her

Jen stared at her reflection in the mirror, too tired and horny to make sense of what was going on. With the sound of the shower serving as background noise, she was repeatedly penetrated by Lucas who looked like he was having the time of his life. Her gasping and sighing and moaning created a fog in the mirror, making their figures appear blurry.

Her breasts were pressed against the cold marble counter, her nipples protruding because of the cold temperature. Combined with the warm hand that was pressing between her shoulder blades and how warm and wet it was where their bodies connected, Jen felt even more aroused.

Lucas felt her go through her second orgasm as her walls contracted against his member, but he did not pause or stop at all. When Lucas looked up from the enchanting sight he had been engrossed in before, he saw Jen's hazy eyes staring at him.

A wicked smile appeared on his face combined with his wet hair that partially covered his forehead and eyes Jen felt like he couldn't look sexier than he did at that particular moment.

Lucas felt her clench around when they had made eye contact, and the smile on his face grew even wider. He sped up his pace and noticed immediately when she was about to have another orgasm.

She moaned loudly and said some incoherent things to him before she spasmed around him. Her whole body shook with her fingers curled into fists. 

He held both of her arms and lifted her so she was standing instead of leaning on the counter. When he released her hands, she almost collapsed back onto the counter, so he wrapped an arm around her torso and pulled her further back so she was leaning on him.

But because they were still joined together, she was forced to arch her back so her shoulders could rest on his chest.

Lucas started moving again as he wrapped his other arm around her waist to have more control of her movements.

"Look at us," Lucas said directly in her ear with his husky voice, his breath teasing her earlobes. Jen was still getting over her orgasm, forget speaking, she didn't have the strength to raise her head.

"Come on," Lucas said as he caught the bottom of her chin and used his hand to lift her face up. From the reflection, it looked like he was choking her. After seeing this, Jen closed her eyes, she didn't want to get turned on with things like this, if he knew he would definitely do it.

But how couldn't he know? The visual impact she received was clear as day in her expression and also in her response in that area that they were joined.

Lucas pushed her head back, so it was resting on his shoulder and bent over to kiss her lips. Jen kissed him back enthusiastically while occasionally moaning into the kiss. 

"Tired," she mumbled, but Lucas didn't hear her, his focus was on his action.

"Lucas~" she called, but the name ended up coming out as a moan so Lucas didn't think she was calling him.

"Lucas~" she called again, the name not sounding any different from before.

"I'm tired~," she said, this time louder so he could hear.

"Hmm? But I'm not done yet," Lucas said, leaving her at a loss for words. What's not done? Wasn't he holding himself back? 

"Tired," she repeated. She was just tired. 

"Let's change positions then," Lucas said, and for the first time since entered, he pulled out of her. He turned her around, so she was facing him and carried her onto the countertop. Her back leaning against the mirror. He put both her legs on his shoulders and quickly entered her once more.

"Aah~" Jen moaned at the feeling of being filled. 

"Better now?" he asked as he pumped away. Jen nodded as she rested her head against the mirror behind her. It was better, but he was almost folding her in half. How was it less tiring? What happened to doing it normally on the bed? It felt like she was working out.

It didn't take long for her to take her legs off his shoulders and wrap them around his waist. Lucas didn't mind it as long as she was comfortable and he was not asked to stop. Like this, it was easier for him to access her breasts and to also kiss her.

He reached forward and caught one of her breasts in his hand, before bending forward to suck on the other. He had not played with them enough today, so he was compensating himself.

With every pull, he could feel her walls tighten around him. Whenever he nipped at the sensitive nipples, a small whimper would escape her lips. He alternated between them and while using his hand to pinch and tug and the one he wasn't paying attention to.

After he played enough, he raised his head to his her open lips briefly. He could already feel that he was close to finishing, so he didn't kiss her for too long before he stood back up properly and his hand slipping between their bodies he used his thumb to play with the little sensitive nub that had gotten a bit engorged from her own arousal.

Just like that her moans got even louder and her legs even tightened around him as if wanting him to go deeper.

Lucas obliged her and not even a minute later, she experienced a more mind-numbing orgasm. She was still moaning as he continued to penetrate her, but just a few seconds after her he too pulled out of her before having his own orgasm. 

He leaned over her, both of them breathing heavily, and kissed her once more. She had decided that she shouldn't promise him anything sex-related in the future, otherwise she would get ambushed in the bathroom again.

"We'll need another shower," Lucas said and laughed at her groan. Their bodies had gotten sweaty, and he had also made a mess on her stomach, so the two of them went back into the shower.

"You couldn't even muster enough patience to shut it off," Jen said as she stood under it. 

"I have no patience with anything when it comes to you," Lucas said as he wrapped an arm around her waist.

"Don't try anything again," Jen said when he had started kissing her neck. Lucas nodded but didn't stop his actions. 

"Lucas," she called as if she was ready to kick him out if he didn't behave. He couldn't possibly want to start doing it again, right?

"I can't help myself," He said as he released her. The two of them finished their shower and Jen rushed out of the bathroom immediately after with Lucas' laughter echoing behind her.

"You could have at least taken a towel," Lucas said as he wrapped himself with a towel and took another to dry his hair. He would occasionally chuckle when he remembered how she ran out naked.

When he was done drying himself up, he got out of the bathroom as well and heard the sound of a hairdryer from the dressing room. 

He leaned at the entrance of their closet and watched Jen who was sitting on the carpeted floor with her legs crossed dry her hair while looking indignant.

"Did you not like it?" Lucas asked teasingly after seeing her expression.

"I liked, of course I enjoyed it. But I wasn't planning on getting my hair wet. I had even tied it up," Jen said, and continued drying her hair. It took longer to dry since it was so long and thick so she was right to get annoyed.

"I should just cut it," she said as she briefly stopped to rest her aching arms.

"No, you don't have to, I'll do it for you," Lucas said as he put on his pyjama pants and went to sit behind her, picking up the hairdryer and continued where she left off. She was sitting between his legs so she rested against him as he dried her hair. After a few minutes of silence, except for the sound from the dryer. Jen started feeling drowsy. She nodded off a few times before Lucas pulled her to fully lean against him. He continued with his chore for another ten minutes before he switched off the dryer.

He lifted her off the floor and took her back to their bedroom. After laying her onto the bed, he turned off the lights before he too turned in to sleep. The moment he lay down, Jen scooted over to him and put her arm over his stomach while her head leaned on his shoulder.

"Goodnight Lucas," she said.

"Goodnight," he responded, and the two slept deeply through the night.

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