I grinned as I experienced a nice private shiver and moved his way.

Still brushing, he turned his head toward me as I walked into the bathroom.

His blue eyes instantly dropped to my bra.

My eyes dropped to the triceps bunching in his arm braced against the basin.

They moved to his lateral muscle. From there, they drifted down to his ass.

I went where my eyes beckoned and shifted behind him, pressing in. Hands to his waist, I slid them up to his ribs as I bent in and touched my lips to his spine.

I heard him spit out toothpaste foam.

I slid my lips up as I slid my hands in.

The tap went on.

I slid my tongue out and my hands down.

I felt the hair on his stomach.

God, I loved that hair.

I engaged my nails.

Merry’s ab muscles contracted.

The tap went off.

I glided one hand up, flat against his pec. I also glided one hand down, tracing the arrow of hair, going for buried treasure.

I heard a low rumble come from him and he shifted his ass back into my hips.

Oh yeah.

I pressed into him as I bared my teeth, scraped the skin of his back, rubbed my thumb across his nipple, and dove in, pushing into his pajamas and finding treasure.

His thick cock was rock hard.

Fuck yeah.

His body tensed.

“Jesus, Cher,” he growled.

I held tight and stroked.

“Fuck,” he grunted, pushing his dick into my hand.

Fuck yeah.

I stroked harder.

“That’s it, baby,” he encouraged gruffly.

I licked, kissed, and lightly scraped his back as my free hand roamed his chest and my busy hand worked his dick.

“Wanna feel your tits,” he ordered, voice thick, ass again pressed deep into my hips, letting me do all the work.

One-handed, I undid my bra. I slumped a shoulder so it would drop off. It did and I let it hang on the wrist of the hand engaged in giving my man the good stuff.

I wrapped my arm back around him and pressed my tits into his back.

“Fuck yeah,” he groaned.

I kept at his cock with one hand as my other moved to the waistband of his pajama bottoms at the side. I looked down as I shoved down, watching as I exposed his skin, his muscle, his fine ass.

My legs trembled.

“Baby,” I breathed.

“Knees,” he rumbled.

No hesitation, I let his cock go and dropped to my knees.

Merry turned and shoved his pajama pants down, kicked them aside, and reached to my head.

He didn’t have to guide me. I reached to his hips, latched on, shifted, found the head, and sucked deep.

“Fuck yes,” he said on such a deep groan, I felt it rumble down my throat.

He was right.

Fuck yes.

I sucked him off, giving it everything I had, then giving in when Merry took over, holding my head, fucking my face.