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arousal rose, like the steam in the bathroom. Turning around, she offered him her backside. Wiggling her butt, she flirted, “Be gentle.”
    He groaned and smacked her soundly on the ass. “Don’t tempt me.”
    Wincing at the sting, heat flooded the area and throbbed, causing her sex to pulse along with it. Curiosity tickled her mind as she considered if she would get a sexual charge out of spanking.
    Roberto’s Spanish lilt invaded her thoughts. “You may need to hold onto the wall, cereza hermosa , while I rinse you properly.”
    Enjoying the stream of water as it cascaded down her back, she leaned into the wall, palms flat. She let her chin fall to her chest as she relaxed into the jets. He snapped the showerhead into one of the low hooks in front of her lower belly. The pelts tapped rhythmically against her mound. Delilah now understood the purpose of all the hooks.
    Roberto lifted her leg and placed her heel down on a footrest in the corner. Reaching around her, he twisted the nozzle so the pulsing stream of water was at just the right angle. Open and facing the warm torrential spray caused her blood to race to her sex. Glancing down, she watched her labia swell, revealing her stiff and aching clit. Her orgasm built.
    “It feels good, doesn’t it?” His hands stroked the inside of her thighs.
    “Ahh, yes …” she hissed.
    He kneeled behind her and insinuated his broad shoulders between her wide-spread legs. Her gaze traveled along his chest, knees and the thick cock between his thighs. His face was hidden from her view. However, she knew the moment his tongue joined in with the water’s caress. Licking her clit, the reverse play of his coarse tongue caused her legs to tremble. Robert’s chin below her sex in a reverse cunnilingus was the last thing she saw before her eyes slid shut.
    Delilah didn’t know how much longer she could withstand the surge of ecstasy throbbing for release. This man has a thing for pussy and water .
    His nose rubbed her ass cheeks as his tongue swirled around her clit and slipped through her juices coating her pussy. He probed, extending his tongue inside her hot sex and pulled out, using the tip to caress and stroke the crease of her ass, then back inside again.
    Incoherent and void of thought or speech, she gave into the dual ministration. Gyrating her hips, she drove herself into the spray shooting from the showerhead and Roberto’s mouth, fucking them both urgently. She came violently, crying out in ecstasy. Her mind registered her plummet toward the shower floor, expecting the impact that never happened. A quivering mass, she felt consumed by Roberto’s strength as he cradled her until the spasms subsided.
    He pushed wet hair from her face. “I do believe it was Caesar who once said, ‘To the victor goes the spoils.’” A wicked smile graced his mouth.
    Smelling her own musky scent on his breath, she leaned in and kissed him. “Are you trying to tell me something?”
    “Don’t play coy with me.” He lifted her to her feet, rose beside her and shut off the faucet.
    Stepping out of the shower, she grabbed a towel and dried off then knotted it around her hips, imitating the way he wore his earlier. “Need a towel, Mr. Sanchez?” She gave him an innocent look.
    Shaking his head vigorously, he sent water around the room and at Delilah, making her squeal. “You know damn well you lost the race.” Grabbing the towel from her, he used it to dry his hair then slung it over his shoulders and around his neck. “So into the room, sexy lips. I have lots of parts that need drying.” Reaching out, he tweaked her nipples.
    She playfully batted his hand away, turned haughtily and sashayed into the room.
    “Keep swinging that ass in my face, cereza oscura , and you’re going to find yourself being fucked in it.”
    The tip of her tongue itched to say something witty and sassy, but hearing the husky texture of his voice, she thought better of it. Instead, she sat on the corner