Priya was startled as he pulled her closer and her legs spread wide open and tangled with his.
His dick touched her pussy lips.
Her eyes widened as she registered what was happening, the water wetting them both, his dick touching her, their lips just an inch away, as their breath mixed with each other.
“Bathe yourself, sweetheart,” Priyank removed his hands from the shower in Priya’s hand as he placed it on her thighs, which were wide open, giving him access to touch her.
His lips itched to kiss hers as she looked shocked and startled.
Priya’s hand stayed still as the water continued to fall on both of them; she couldn’t grasp it all.
What was happening?
What was he doing?
Everything was happening on the side she didn’t know about.
“What… are you doing?” Priya snapped back from her trance, her heart beating so fast, it hit all the bones.
“Me doing something? Can you tell me what I am doing?” Priyank’s dick twitched as he spoke, rubbing his thumb over her wet thighs.
Her pink lips were all wet, his dick literally touching her pussy lips, him getting harder with each moment, as he just wanted to ramp inside her and forget about other things.
“Don’t…” Priya shivered as he brought his lips closer.
The cold water, their body heat, and the closeness in the bathtub all seemed to be rubbing her the wrong way.
Her body wanted to run, her mouth wanted to scream, but she went numb.
“Don’t what, sweetheart? Tell me. I don’t think without words, I will be able to know what you mean,” He spoke as he sucked on her lower lip.
“Stop kissing me,” Priya shivered as she managed to force out her words.
“I am only sucking, Angel. Where is the kissing you’re claiming I am doing? I don’t think I am,” he nibbled her lower lip.
As his hand slid closer to her pussy.
“Remove that thing away from me,” Priya panicked loudly as she felt the tip of his dick rubbing against her.
“What thing? Hold it and remove it all as you want, Angel.”
Priya’s breath quickened as he slightly bit her lips and roughly grabbed her hair, causing her to open her mouth in response.
He smashed his lips into hers, causing her lower lip to get cut and bleed.
His tongue licked the metallic taste off her lower lip as he entered his tongue into her mouth, pushing himself. His dick got slippery, his balls touched the sides of her inner thighs, and his dick was just ready to enter inside her.
“Mhmm,” he moaned as he took her tongue and sucked on it, letting her taste the metallic taste of her own blood.
His grip on her hair tightened, burning her scalp, as she opened her mouth wider than before. He broke the kiss and looked at her, her mouth wide open.
He spat in her mouth and spoke. “Swallow it, sweetheart. I tasted your mouth, even after you vomited. Swallow it, baby,” he commanded as he stared deeply at her.
His gaze held intensity, just like his words.
Priya, in a daze, closed her mouth and swallowed without registering in her head what she was doing.
He was all over her, her nipples rubbing against his hard chest.
Everything seems blurry yet transparent, like she could clearly see and understand what was happening, but unable to comprehend exactly what was going on.
“My good girl,” he praised her as his grip on her hair loosened. He kissed her cheek, licking and sucking on it, trailing soft kisses along her jawline, not leaving any part of her face unkissed.
“Ahmm,” Priya squeaked as he sucked hard. Priyank smirked at her reaction, the shower from her hand drooping outside the bathtub.
“Now how are we going to bathe? You dropped the hand shower,” Priyank whispered as he nibbled on her earlobe. He stretched the hand he had in her hair and turned on the tap which was at the back, where Priya was sitting.
Water started filling the bathtub, wetting their ass.
“Please… it’s .. cold,” Priya blabbered, her body not ready to act, her lips aching, and an itchy feeling in her pussy that nothing can be compared to.
“I am not going to fuck you, sweetheart. That’s only for after our marriage, so don’t worry,” Priyank reassured her as he sucked on her collarbone, kissing, licking, and biting the skin softly.
Marking all the parts red like he dreamed.
Marking every part of her that screamed she belonged to him, only him.
She didn’t even belong to herself; she only belonged to him.
She had no right to be this beautiful, she had no right to be this innocent.
She just had the right to be his, and she had the right to be beautiful and innocent for him.
This feeling had him in a chokehold.
“You know how you look, Priya?” Priyank asked as he licked her nipples, pushing her back a little so he could get access to her hard nipples.
She didn’t know or maybe didn’t notice, but her nipples were reacting so well, and he could feel her wetness, as water was already covering their torso. But he knew once he slid his tongue or fingers in, she would leak all the juices she might be holding on to.
He could turn her on, and he knew till the end it would be only him who could do this.
Priya’s back arched, giving him more access to her nipples as he took one in his mouth and gave it a soft bite, while holding her back to support her posture, so she wouldn’t hit anywhere or get hurt.
The water in the bathtub started overflowing and dripping on the floor, leaving half of their bodies out of it as they sat.
But Priya’s back was all wet within it, with Priyank supporting it, or else she would be all inside the water, drowned due to her posture.
“Mine, you look all mine,” he sucked hard on her hard nipples, removing his hand from her thighs and twisting her free nipple.
“Ah!” Priya weakly screamed, unable to understand what was happening with her body.
She did know what sex was, but not in detail. She knew enough according to the textbooks, not like what was happening now.