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Heat meets my stomach – heat beyond the water, and I convulse with a cry, my eyes snapping open. Looking down, I see the top of his head moving as he drags his lips from one side of my tummy to the other, and back again, over and over. His tongue traces the lines of my scars, and I slam my head against the wall, my breasts aching with need. He’s here before me, worshipping me, his lips now working their way south to my most sensitive place, and I can’t grab him, squeeze him, or feel him. I start to mumble nonsensical words to the ceiling as his tongue dips past my folds, skimming my clit, and his hands land on the insides of my thighs, pushing them apart to give him better access. I pant, I squirm, I cry out. And when he latches on to my swollen nub of nerves, I scream, hearing his own sounds of pleasure as he loses himself in the gratification of feasting on my arousal.
Ragged breaths overpower the sounds of the shower raining all over us, and my climax builds with an almost tormenting slowness as Theo sucks softly, laps slowly, and bites gently. I think I might cry because of the agonizing pleasure he’s inflicting on me, and I cross the point of no return, tumbling over the edge of frustration and into the depths of ecstasy. I’m blinded by the sensations, crippled by the fulfillment, my hands naturally fighting with the restraints. ‘Theo,’ I gasp, riding the long waves of my climax, my body rolling, my internal walls convulsing.
His mouth stays exactly where it is, sucking me gently. ‘I’ve got you,’ he mumbles, kissing my clit tenderly, and then slowly circling it with the tip of his tongue. ‘I’ve got you.’ He slowly stands, his cock dragging across my skin as he rises to his full height while I heave against the tiles, soaking wet, my body singing with satisfaction. Theo studies me as my vision clears of the brain-blanking lust, taking his fingertip and drawing a perfect soft line down my cheek. ‘Stay there,’ he orders, breaking away and reaching for his cock. He starts to pump over his arousal with a loose fist, his back meeting the curved glass opposite me, and I fall instantly under the exquisite spell of Theo pleasuring himself. My skin tingles as I watch his hand glide effortlessly over his taut skin, the head visibly throbbing. My eyes want to savour every piece of the vision, as well as his body reacting to the pleasure. His chest expands, controlled at first but growing more and more erratic with every stroke, and the vein in his neck balloons. His throat rolls on each swallow, his eyes are heavy, low, and lustful. And his thighs are spread slightly, the huge muscles tensing and releasing. When his body suddenly jolts, I hold my breath, anticipating his release as much as Theo clearly is, his fist now pumping, his mouth open and gasping for breath. ‘Come here,’ he demands harshly. ‘Kiss me.’
I push away from the wall in a flash and pace over to him, capturing his lips, my hands thankfully held securely behind my back by the cuffs. ‘Oh, Jesus,’ he chokes into my mouth, his tongue not smooth now, more clumsy and stabbing. He pulls away and rests his head against the glass, looking at me, his arm moving fast. I bite my lip and meet his stare, watching as his climax builds in his eyes. His pupils are dilated so much I can hardly see the blue, and now the tip of his cock is sitting on my stomach as he thrusts back and forth. The heat could burn a hole in my flesh. I don’t think I’ll ever witness such an erotic sight again. I’m not even touching him, yet the pleasure dancing through me is immense. And when he holds his breath and his teeth clench, I know it’s time. I zero in on his eyes as he yells, his chest heaving, his hand slowing, and his fiery essence hits my stomach in long, surging spurts as Theo’s body rolls against the glass. I’ve had no climax myself this time, but the gratification I’m rewarded with, just watching him fight his way through his pleasure, is more than enough.
He releases himself and slides down the glass to his arse, looking overcome, totally out of it. His head drops back, his eyes close, and he brings his knees up to rest his arms on.
I take myself to the floor, too, sitting on my knees opposite him. And I wait patiently for him to come back down to earth. It’s a good few minutes before he shows signs of lucidity, time I’m happy to spend admiring him slumped on the floor before me.
