Dirty Talks

I rinsed the conditioner out of my hair, lathering my body in soap and taking a deep breath as I felt the warm water wash over my body. As I rinsed myself off, I moved my hands down my body, letting out a sigh of relief at my own touch. I barely ever got an time alone anymore, and I figured I might as well enjoy it. Bringing my hands back up to my chest, I closed my eyes and fondled my boobs a bit, then when back down to my waist.
I moved my hands between my thighs, rubbing my middle finger in gentle circles over my clit. I closed my eyes, leaning against the wall of the shower and adding my index finger, rubbing harder. I held back a small moan, running my finger over the tender spot between my clit and my entrance. I swallowed hard, circling my middle finger around my core and back to where I had started.
I thought I heard something in the house but I wasn’t sure, and I was to busy to care. I went a bit long, my breathing uneasy and small moans escaping my slightly parted lips as the noises in the house ventured closer towards the cracked bathroom door.
"Babe?" I heard Luke’s voice. "You in there?"
I should have stopped what I was doing and answered him, but it felt too good. He peeked into the bathroom, obviously seeing what I was doing through the sliding glass door.
"Y/n, are you.." He stepped toward me cautiously, confirming his assumptions as he slid open the door, exposing me completely. "Oh, baby.."
I didn’t really answer him, just let out another squeak of pleasure. I don’t know what came over him, but suddenly I saw a spark in his eye and he stepped into the shower with me, dressed in a white t-shirt and basketball shorts. He stepped under the fall of water, kissing at my neck, pressing his now wet shirt up against my breasts.
"Need some help?" He murmured against my skin, using one of his hands to grab my wrist and slowly pull it away. I squirmed at the sudden lack of stimulation, watching as he used his other hand to reach for the shower head and pull it down from where it was mounted.
He brought it down to my thighs, spreading them and sending the warm water streaming up between my thighs. I gasped at the feeling, clutching at his biceps. He reached for the handle on the wall, turning a bit and making the water cooler. I let out a cry, the pressure against my clit causing the knot forming in my stomach to tighten further..
"Luke," I gasped. "Fuck, baby, that feels so good."
"Yeah?" He smirked, looking me in the eyes as he raised the shower head further up in between my thighs, the stream now hitting me from only inches away. My knees shook, and I let out a loud moan, my chest heaving up against his. He cooed, "Let it out, princess."
He began tilting the shower head back and forth, letting me feel it everywhere. I let out another squeal, clutching to him to keep my balance. “I can’t, oh my god, fuck.. Luke, I—” I leaned my head back against the wall, squeezing my eyes closed and swallowing hard.
"Cum for me, baby," He told me, holding it in place so that it pushed against my clit. I sucked in a deep breath, letting it out loudly as I trembled against him. I tried to tell him I couldn’t take anymore, but my shaking did that for me. I felt the knot in my stomach unravel and my thighs involuntarily squeeze together, the consistent pressure against my clit making my orgasm ten times for intense.
Luke turned off the shower and kissed my forehead, keeping his arms around me because I couldn’t stand on my own. I caught my breath, leaning my head against his shoulder and pulling gently at his wet sleeve.
I blushed, unsure what to say, “Thank you.”

"Anytime, princess," He said sweetly, rubbing my back as I continued to use him for support. "You don’t really need me for that next time, but I’m more than happy to help."

Notes

Next update is at 50 votes! Also I have some people I would like to thank for helping me make this book so great. Also should I stop this at 100 and make like a sequel kind of thing? Like the outtakes and unseen scenes?