Chapter 343: A Shower for Two (R-18) (GT Bonus Chapter)

Mary grinned from ear to ear, stepped under the hot water, and wrapped her arms around him from behind.

"Well, would you look at that... I just got here and DarkLord69's already hard as a rock," she said, sliding a hand down to Mark's cock.

"I already told you to stop calling my dick that… it's embarrassing."

Mary pressed her naked body against Mark's back under the hot stream of water.

Her breasts flattened against him, and he immediately felt the hardness of her nipples brushing his skin with every small movement.

The hand she had wrapped around his cock didn't stay still. She began sliding it up and down with deliberate slowness, enveloping him completely with her soft, wet fingers.

Mark let out a small sigh.

The touch was firm without being rough, and the heat of the water mixed with the warmth of her hand made every stroke feel more intense.

Mary rested her cheek against his shoulder and kept moving her hand, rising to the tip, brushing her thumb over the already sensitive head, then sliding back down to the base.

The rhythm was steady, almost lazy, as if she had all the time in the world.

"If you want, I can go back to my other form," she whispered close to his ear, never stopping. "Just say the word, darling."

Mark shook his head immediately and turned his face slightly toward her, even though he couldn't fully see her.

"There's no need…" he answered with difficulty. "I like the real you better."

"Mark, if you keep saying things like that, you're going to make me fall even more in love with you."

Mary began to speed up. Now she stroked him harder and faster, making the water splash between her fingers.

Mark braced one hand against the shower wall to keep his balance. Pleasure ran down his spine like an electric current until it reached his cock, where Mary's hand never stopped.

She rubbed her nipples more insistently against him, rocking her torso from side to side while she jerked him off.

He could feel her breasts sliding over his skin again and again. Every time she tightened her grip on the upward stroke, he held his breath.

Mark felt the pleasure building fast, too fast, in his cock, and he did nothing to stop it.

"Mary…" he murmured, his voice deeper. "I'm close."

"You know there's no need to hold back, darling… let it all out," Mary whispered, clearly aroused.

Her hand kept moving without rest, squeezing at just the right moment, dragging her thumb across the slit over and over.

Mark felt the muscles in his legs tense.

The hot water poured over his face and chest, but he barely noticed it, all his attention was on the hand driving him to the edge.

When he finally reached his limit, he came with a low sigh, teeth clenched.

He spilled into Mary's hand in hot pulses that she received without letting go, continuing the motion until he was completely empty.

Mark breathed heavily, forehead resting against the wall.

"Fuck, Mary… you're the best," he said, still hoarse. "I can't imagine a life without you anymore…"

Mary let out a soft laugh against his back while she used the shower water to rinse the cum from her hand and his cock.

"These last two days have helped me a lot," she answered, satisfied. "And it's all thanks to you, darling."

Mark gave a small laugh, still catching his breath, then slowly turned until he was facing her. The water kept falling over both of them.

She looked at him with that mischievous smile, black hair plastered to her face and neck, her body completely naked and glistening under the spray.

Mark took her by the waist and pulled her closer.

"So what do you say we keep practicing?" he asked as his cock began hardening again between Mary's thighs.

Mary raised an eyebrow, amused.

"Already hard again?" she said, feeling his stiff cock throb against her wet pussy. "But you just came."

"As you've already noticed, I have good recovery," he answered teasingly before leaning in and kissing her.

At first the kiss was soft, just lips against lips, but Mary opened her mouth at once and slipped her tongue inside.

Mark answered in kind, and their tongues tangled with growing hunger, exploring each other.

The hot water continued to fall over them, sliding down their faces and necks while they stayed pressed together.

She pushed a little harder, sucking on his lower lip before sliding her tongue back in.

Mark tasted her mixed with the water and tightened his hand on her waist to keep her from pulling away.

Without breaking the kiss, he lowered both hands to Mary's breasts and took them fully, feeling their weight and softness under his fingers. He squeezed them carefully, brushing his thumbs over the already hard nipples.

Mary let out a low sound against his mouth and arched a little, pushing them further into his hands.

He massaged them more firmly, lightly pinching the nipples between his fingers while he kept kissing her.

When they finally broke the kiss, both a little breathless and with warm water running over their skin, Mark looked into her eyes.

"What do you say we continue this in bed?" he murmured.

"I think that's a wonderful idea, darling," she answered, biting her lower lip lightly.

Mark didn't need to be told twice.

Without warning, he slid one arm under Mary's knees and the other behind her back, lifting her easily until he was holding her against his chest in a princess carry.

Mary let out a small cry of surprise, clinging to his neck by reflex.

"Hey!" she exclaimed between laughs. "Warn me before you do that."

"Where would the fun be in that?" Mark replied, starting to walk toward the bedroom with her in his arms.

Mary looked up at him from below, cheeks flushed and a smile she couldn't hide. She rested her head against his chest as he carried her down the hallway, enjoying the feeling of being held that way.

"Well, well," she purred, trailing a finger across Mark's chest. "So you really do want me, huh? Carrying me like this, as if you can't wait."

She sighed, satisfied, snuggling a little closer against him.

"You have no idea how good this feels, you know? It makes me feel… I don't know. Whole. Like a real woman, desired and loved… It's a feeling I could get used to without any problem."

"Then start getting used to it," Mark answered with a half-smile. "Because I don't plan on stopping all night."

"I hope you're not lying to me."

When they reached the bedroom, Mark dropped her onto the bed.

Mary fell onto her back laughing, black hair spreading across the sheets. From there she looked up at him with flushed cheeks and eyes bright with desire.

Then she rolled over and lifted her ass toward him.

"Come here, darling," she begged, spreading her pussy open with her fingers. "I'm all yours."