Page 31 of Therapy Session: Session Two
“Breeeeeze!” Sha whined.
Breeze had better hurry up because the way Sha’s pussy was feeling, neither of us was going to last too much longer.
“Fine,” she laughed.
I went slower and deeper, and in seconds both me and Sha were about to release.
“OH FUCK!” Shareese screamed. I held out just long enough for her before I pulled out and came on her butt.
“Shittt!” I hissed as I released. I barely had the energy to get off the bed, but I did. I dragged Sha to the end of the bed by her ankles.
“Let’s go shower,” I said as I slapped her ass.
Once Sha stood, B got up and went toward the shower. I grabbed her arm and stopped her midstride. She looked up at me with curious eyes. I leaned down and placed two quick kisses on her lips before I let her go.
She bit her lip, shook her head, and walked away.
Dangerous ass.
While they showered, I went to the kitchen to grab yet another bottle of water. I chuckled as I thought about what was happening at this moment. I never thought I’d be here, in this room, getting a train run on me by the two finest women I had ever laid eyes on. But again, I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.
I already knew that Breeze was going to want to take a nap when she got out of the shower. One thing about her was that she knew her limits, and I was grateful for that because I didn’t want to be the person to tap out, but damn, I was tapping.
Walking back into the bathroom, I didn’t hear any talking. Just the sounds of water falling from their loofahs. I opened the door and slid in. They were both standing there just showering in silence.
I stepped in, grabbed a rag and shower gel, and stood behind them.
Breeze showered quickly, and I knew she was ready to get out. She brushed against me, reached for the back of my neck, and I leaned down and kissed her before she slid the door open and left the shower, leaving Sha and me alone.
I pulled Sha back to me. She grabbed my hand and slowly turned to look me in the eyes and stepped away.
“Touch me in there, not otherwise,” she said, nodding toward the bedroom, making me smile. I knew the UFC fighter wasbound to show up soon. But she had just stepped into a world inside this room, which she didn’t control. She smiled once she saw my amusement.
I leaned down to her, close to her face.
“Shareese…”
“What?” She challenged.
I pinched her nipple, making her hiss, then I closed the space between us again.
“I just had you begging me to keep touching you. Stop playing with me,” I chuckled. My hand fell from her nipple and brushed against her pussy.
It made her stand up straighter, and I could see that she was flustered. We may have been together before, but we were younger. She didn’t know this version of me.
Her breathing hitched. She tucked her lip between her teeth, rolled her eyes, and turned around. Again, I pulled her back to me. This time, she didn’t have a rebuttal.
“Gimme a kiss, Sha,” I demanded.
She turned slightly and kissed me.
I chuckled before I released her waist and got out of the shower.
Drying off, I went back into the room, and scanned it for B. She was on the couch in the corner of the room. She was lying across the couch, head back against the wall, eyes closed, eating a bowl of fruit.
“B, if you're tired, go lie down,” I laughed at her.
“I am,” She admitted. “But I wanted to eat something first. We didn’t even order breakfast, we’ve fucked clean into lunch time,” She scoffed.
