Operation Honey Trap vs The Emperor of the Apocalypse-Chapter 175: Delphi Turns the Tables [R18]

[WARNING: ADULT CONTENT]

Delphi was enjoying the great pleasure of a warm shower after so very long on the dusty roads with only snatched baths in lakes and streams.

She sang to herself as she closed her eyes and let the warm water run over her face and hair. She reached for the shampoo and squeezed a generous dollop through her hair, tipping her hair over her head and lathering it from root to tip.

She squealed as she suddenly felt someone join her in the small shower cubicle, gripping her hips from behind.

"Shh, shh, shh," Alton crooned, "it’s just me".

"Oh my God, Alton. My heart just dropped through the floor! How did you get in here? I locked the door to the ensuite."

"You think a lock like that can keep me out?" he laughed. "It only needs a coin to twist it open."

"Don’t you think you should knock first and ask if you can come in?"

"No. I opened it without asking because I knew you’d say no."

"Well there’s a reason for that! I’m taking a shower, as you can see."

"Mm. I could hear that, and I had a deep desire to see it with my own eyes, and once I could see it, I had a deep desire to join you in here."

"I can’t see anything. I have shampoo in my eyes."

"That’s fine. Leave the rest to me."

"What? No!"

"What are boyfriends for, if not to help you?"

"I hardly need help washing myself, Alton!"

"I beg to differ. Can you scrub your own back?"

Before she could rinse the shampoo from her eyes, he grabbed the soap and started to soap her back for her, sensually rubbing the suds across her shoulders, then sweeping the bubbles down to her hips, then back up her sides, drawing his hands across her ribs, and then reaching them forward to cover her breasts.

She dropped her head back as he lathered her breasts, slipping his hands across them in circles, then gently squeezing, his soapy thumbs rolling across her nipples.

She gasped. "They’re not in need of polishing."

"Leave the decisions about what needs special attention to me. After all, you can’t see anything."

"Let me rinse the shampoo from my eyes. Oh!" she cried out, as he gently pulled on her soft peaks, sending a familiar jolt between her legs, which she knew would soon have her reduced to mush.

She leant back against his broad wet chest with its very male hair, and he moved one hand over her shoulder to continue ’washing’ her breasts, the other hand moving down to soap her curvy arse, one ’stray’ finger passing feather lightly across her bud, on each soapy sweep. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

She moaned as her extra sensitive part lit up at each of these lightest of brushes.

"Waah! What are you doing?" she panted. "That’s not washing me."

"Of course I’m washing you. There’s just rather a lot of your peach cheeks here to wash."

"Are you saying I have a big bottom?"

"Well, yes, you do. In the best possible way of course."

Her attempt at a huff of annoyance morphed into a gasp of pleasure.

"There’s a saying that more than a handful’s too much, but I completely disagree."

He squeezed her breast and her arse at the same time, proving his point, as even his large hands couldn’t grip them up entirely, despite his best efforts.

He shifted his washing activities down to her upper thighs, soaping her legs and bringing his hands within a teasing millimetre of her now aching core, up and down, up and down he drew his hands, each time teasing her as he came so close, but didn’t touch her where she ached to be touched by him.

"Alton," she breathed.

"Delphi?"

"Umm... You’re washing me is nice and all."

"Mmhm. Go on..."

He continued to soap her thighs and pull his touch back from her honeypot at the top of each sudsy sweep.

How could she make him do what she needed without asking him? She had an interesting thought that she decided to try out.

Letting the water fall across her hair and face, she turned to face him, stealing the slippery soap from his hands and grabbing his manhood in her lathered hands, where the bubbles allowed her to rapidly stroke it from base to tip.

She quickly increased her pace until she had him right where she wanted him, as he leant back against the tiles with a groan.

She moved her hand faster and faster, watching his face as his eyes closed involuntarily and she thought, hah! I’ve got you!

"Oh my God, woman, stop, or you’ll make me come," he warned her.

She devilishly refused and continued her little game. She remembered what he had done with his manhood in the gym when he was ’punishing’ her, and she thought she should try that, seeing as it seemed to undo his self-control completely on that occasion.

She dropped to her knees and took as much of him as she could manage into her mouth, then sucked on his slippery wet member, looking up at his face, which now seemed to be completely at her mercy, much like he was so very good at doing to her!

She sucked as much of his length as she could manage, and then finished with the head, which she licked and sucked like a delicious treat, tasting the salty sweetness of him.

She drew her lips right from the base of his hardened member up to the tip, then popped the whole thing back into her mouth, sucking firmly as she drew a series of groans from him.

"N...no. Ahh. I can’t stop now, I’m sorry Delphi."

He gripped the back of her head, pushing her forward and making her gag, as he exploded in her mouth.

"Good Lord," he sank to the floor of the shower cubicle to sit beside her.

"That was meant to be me teasing you," he looked at her through hooded eyes. "Where did you learn to do that, little girl?" there was an edge of jealousy to his voice.

"You taught me in the gym that time remember. I’m a quick learner."

"Do I look like I’m complaining?"

"You sound like you’re thinking about me with another man."

"I’m sorry I can’t help being a possessive asshole. The thought of you with someone else just breaks me."