Lillian swiftly brought the soft tissue up to her nose and sneezed into the fluffy material. Annoyed, she stared begrudgingly at her husband who shifted through barrels of his recently delivered flowers and seeds of a new species he's just decided to sell. The irritating pollen they produced caused the farmer to sneeze louder and her eyes to water slightly, being the first plant to irritate her nearly forgotten allergies in years.
She glared at the brunette man and asked, "What the hell kind of flowers are those?"
The green-eyed male blinked, gazing at the agitated farmer and grinned. "Blue Bell Tunicates," he answered bluntly before going back to tending his plants, gently positioning the delicate blue flowers.
"Get them out of here," she demanded weakly, causing Cam to sigh lowly before lifting the barrels up, preparing to move them to the shed. "I swear I can still smell it on me-eh-choo!" Lillian groaned and rubbed her nose vigorously.
"Just take a shower then, Lily," Cam suggested before disappearing out the door of the farmhouse with his flowers in hand.
Frustrated, Lillian decided to take his advice, seeing as her mother would say the same thing when she was little and had allergies. So, she sighed and headed towards the bathroom.
The shower-head blasted with warm water, allowing peace to fill Lillian as the water slipped down her naked frame. She absentmindedly massaged the shampoo into her light brown locks, washing the irritating smell of Tunicates away. Lillian blue eyes snapped open as she heard the door to the bathroom open quietly, seeing as neither of them had a problem with leaving the door open when they took a shower since the curtain remained closed and both tended to mind each other's privacy unless it was important.
When she heard the curtain swoosh open and a pair of strong arms slide around her waist Lillian's body tensed, relaxing only when she felt his hair tickle against her cheek and warm hands spread the white suds down her stomach.
"Cam, what are you doing?" she mumbled suspiciously, watching as he traced small circles in her moist skin between her inner-thighs, massaging the sensitive skin rhythmically.
A chuckle teased her ears and she could feel the cool air from his breathe tickling the side of her neck. "It'd defeat the point for you to get clean and then come back while I still had pollen on me," he answered as if it was no important matter at all. His hands roamed her hips before squeezing her bare ass. "I'll wash your back if you wash mine."
"I don't need any help," Lillian blushed slightly, massaging the last of the scented shampoo out of her hair. Cam smirked and pressed his body tighter against the back of hers.
He nuzzled his head against her neck lovingly. "You smell like lavender," he mumbled happily against her skin. Slowly, his hand trailed up slowly yet surely to her breast and squeezed the soft, wet mound. "Lily, I love you," he whispered; lathering the remnants of her shampoo against her breast, rolling the nipple betwixt his fingers into a hard nub.
"You're just trying to soften me up," she mumbled bluntly, causing him to chuckle against her skin, nipping down harder against the heated flesh of her neck, which earned a pleased moan in return from her.
"I r-really do," he repeated; biting down roughly on her soft-spot, he cupped her breasts and kneaded the supple flesh.
"I love you too," she whimpered from the tingling sensation that ran down her spine as he tugged her hardened nipple, rolling the nub with his finger before switching treatments to her unattended peak.
Satisfied by the purple-ing hickey he placed on her neck, he nipped and sucked further down to her shoulders, leaving bite marks in his wake as his hands followed suit, easily gliding down her wet body.
She squirmed underneath him, causing him to chuckle before allowing his fingers to sink deeper into her arousal, slowly pumping the digit in and out of her flower while his other tended to her breast.
Lillian moaned blissfully; the pleasure quickly building up in her body. Everything felt so good: the way he kissed and bit her neck, the palm of his hand pressing against her stiff nipples, and his finger pumping steadily in and out her core. Another finger was added to the collection, causing her to bite her lip, fighting back a loud moan as he thumb brushed against her clit.
Panting lightly, she blushed as Cam whispered into her ear every dirty detail of what he wanted to do to her tonight—things he were too embarrassed to ever admit in public— How he wanted her to cry his name, how he wanted to feel her muscles tighten desperately around his thick cock, and how he wanted to beg for more.
She closed her eyes tightly, suppressing a moan, but couldn't deny the need to arch against the palm of his hand when he began to scissor his fingers inside her, pressing his toned chest against her back as he stood closer; the hot water running against them, heating them up even more.
"You're so adorable," he muttered; sliding his free hand down the side of her body, admiring and feeling every slight curve of her body before joining in between her legs. "Like a kitten," he added more quietly, stroking her clit while his other fingers continued to swirl and probe deeper.
Shivers ran down her spine and a warm bundle built up in her lower body as he toyed further and more vigorously, causing her to grow more aroused with every movement of his fingers.
"Cam—please," she whimpered as he grind his thumb harder against the sensitive bundle of nerves. He knew she was close from the way her walls clamped and spasm around his fingers and the amount of liquid accumulating between her thighs.
A saddened groan escaped her lips when he withdrew his fingers, but it was quickly replaced with his hard, throbbing erection as he entered her in one swift thrust. Since the soap acted as makeshift lubricant, it didn't really hurt when he started to move in and out of her core—completely withdrawing himself before burying back into her deeper than each time before.
She cried out with each hard thrust, savoring the feel of his member crashing against her most sensitive spots. "F-faster," she demanded frantically, feeling so close on edge from before. Cam grunted and drove faster into his wife's needy pussy.
"Ah, C-Cam," Lillian moaned louder and pressed her hands tighter against the ceramic tiles; her breast rubbing repeated against the cold tiles with each hard thrust; the cool material teasing her taut nipples. Eagerly, Cam bucked into her, holding her hips down tightly against his hard member.
White quickly blurred her vision when he slammed roughly against her g-spot. Lillian cried out as she met her climax; her walls clamping down tightly against him, causing him to moan against her neck as he thrust harder, taking advantage of the pleasurable sensation of her orgasm.
"Lily," he groaned before pumping his cum deeply into her; Cam panted, slowing down before pulling out. He rested against her back; neither of them bothered to turn off the shower head as Cam wrapped his arms around her. "You know, you'll need another shower now…"
"I don't understand why your hair gets so tangled after a shower," Lillian complained; Cam's head jerked with every quick snatch of the comb, causing him to grunt lowly. She kneel on the side of him in the bed, running the comb through his tangled, damp brown locks in attempt to straighten it.
"You're just going to mess it up again," he grinned haughtily, wrapping his arm around her, smacking her lightly on the ass. Lillian rolled her eyes, enjoying the surprised yelp that left his lips as she yanked the comb harder through his long hair.