Laura woke to the pain of cramps twisting her insides, and her mouth watered like crazy. Her stomach was telling her it needed food. She realized that she was spooned against Dalton. One of his legs had slipped between hers. His arm was slung across her waist, and she could feel his turgid member pressing into her back.
She held her breath, waiting to see what he would do, but nothing happened. His breath was a little shallow, but there was no movement from him, other than the fact that his cock was hardening and lengthening against her ass. Craning her neck to look at him, she saw that he was fast asleep.
He hadn't restrained her again. Feeling the insistent call of nature, she slowly tried to extricate herself, hardly daring to breath, in case he woke. When she was finally free, she made a beeline to the bathroom. There was no door, so there was no way she could keep everything quiet nor odor free. Hopefully, he didn't find the odor too offensive. But it was his fault anyway. He didn't bother to install a damn door!!
When she finished her business, she needed a shower badly. So she took the chance of running the water. Peeking back into the room, she saw that he was still sleeping, his cock at full staff. Hopefully, she'd be finished by the time he finally roused.
The water felt wonderful. Dalton had been taking good care of her body, but she needed this time for herself. She could stand under the massaging spray for hours but had to hurry in case Dalton woke.
No luck. As she was rinsing the shampoo out of her hair, he stepped into the shower behind her, both hands cupping and kneading her breasts, as he pulled her against him. She could feel his turgid length and sacs settled against her lower back. Hungry and tired, she allowed herself to sink into him and let him do what he wanted.
After having his fill of playing with her breasts, he moved to her pussy. He massaged her mound and played with her clit and labia until all she could do was moan and rub herself against him, feeling the cool spray of the water sizzling against the heat of her sensitized skin.
He finally gave her relief by slipping his soap slicked fingers into her now aching pussy, letting her ride his thrusting fingers. But though wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her, she couldn't find her release. Realizing her dilemma, Dalton took over, thrusting his fingers hard into her pussy and pressing his thumb against her clit.
"Cum, Laura. Cum now, baby," he ground out, watching her face as her release hit hard.