He carried me there, my legs wrapped around his waist, his hard cock trapped between us and rubbing against my clit with every step. The bathroom was small but luxurious for a cabin—large tiled shower with a rain head. Marc turned the water on hot and stepped in with me still in his arms.

Steam filled the space quickly. He set me down, spun me to face the tiles, and pressed my hands flat against the warm wall. “Ass out, baby girl. Daddy needs to fuck you properly.”

I arched my back, presenting myself. He rubbed the fat head of his cock up and down my soaked folds, then thrust...