I promised myself that I would live my life to the fullest and take every opportunity life brings me while I still can. Now, sitting here watching Dante, I want him more than anything, so I slowly slip off the vanity, not trusting my legs to catch me, and walk over to him, opening the glass shower door. “Show me?” I say to him, and his dark eyes darken further. “Show me how?” My voice is only a whimper, filled with want. He looks down at me, like he is having an internal debate on whether to let me touch him, and then he stops. Lifting his arms above his head, he leans them against the top of the shower frame, his full naked body now open to me as he stands before me in all his glory.

“Wrap your hand around me, Annie,” he grits out, and as the steam billows behind him, I reach toward him and wrap my hand around his cock. He is hot, heavy, and very hard.

He hisses as I start to move, so I go to pull away, scared I have done something wrong.

“No, keep it there,” he says in a commanding tone. I stop dead in my tracks, my hand still firmly wrapped around him, and I can feel him throbbing underneath my fingers. My eyes flick to his, waiting for his next command.

“Now move it up and down, slowly. Like I was before.” His wet hair falls across his forehead, and water drips down his face as his body leans into my touch but doesn’t move farther. He’s leaving me to explore and make the decisions on how far I want this to go.

Along with the red stains on the white shirt of his I’ve been wearing to bed, the water is beginning to drench on it, causing it to stick to my body, but I don’t care.

I begin to move my hand up and down slowly, just like he asked. He is hard, really hard. His veins pop along the length of him, and I move my thumb slightly so I can feel his tip on each stroke. He is large, smooth, and beautiful.

“Just like that, Annie. Good girl,” he says on an exhale, and as I look up, I see him looking down at me, his eyes hooded and full of desire. My confidence grows. He seems to be enjoying what I am doing and so am I. All I want to do is please this man.

I increase my speed slightly, gripping a little harder as I do.

“Fuck, Bella, you like having my hard cock in your hand, don’t you?” he asks, smiling down at me.