“The hell?”
He squats in front of me, grinning before he grabs the front of my jacket and pulling me towards him for a kiss.
“You’re an asshole.”
“So are you,” he chuckles, his lips grazing mine, and then kisses me again.
We’re in the shower together. Everything hurts. It’s always like this the first few days when your muscles aren’t used to the strain. I’m sore everywhere. But then I look at Kaden, and he’s smiling at me while lathering up his body.
And now I’m jealous of soap.
I stare at him for a beat, letting my eyes travel from his face to his chest, and down. Masterpiece. He’s a fucking masterpiece.
“Come here,” he chuckles, squeezing out more soap onto his hands, and lathers up me too. He skims his hands over my arms, my chest, my stomach and back. Turning me around, he slides them down my ass and up again, while kissing my neck. I get goosebumps all over.
I turn him around, and give him the same treatment, slowly moving my hands down his back and globes. Then I take a step forward, resting my hard dick against his ass, and he presses back. So, I let it slip in between his cheeks, rubbing it up and down a few times, before he turns around. He opens and closes his mouth a couple of times.
“What?” I ask.
He licks his lips, breathing a little quicker.
“I want you to fuck me,” he rushes out. My eyes grow wide, as I gape at him.
“What?”
“I wanna try it,” he says, nodding. “I want you to fuck me, Seth.”
And there will never be a time or a place where I could say no to this man—not that I want to. There’s probably nothing I want more than to be inside him right now.
“Are you sure? We don’t have to—”
“No, I want it,” he says, grabbing me by the back of my head and pressing his lips to mine. I press my body closer to his and kiss him back. Slinging my arms around him and lick into his mouth.
“Can you give me a minute?” he mumbles against my mouth.
I nod, and kiss him again.
“I’ll be right out.”
I get out of the shower, and dry myself with shaking hands. I’m basically panicking. But I want this. Fuck, I want this so bad!
We’ve experimented a little, a finger inside him while I blow him, and he seems to like it. But this is something else entirely. And I know exactly what’s going through his head right now. The fear of pain, mixed with the excitement, and the unreal fucking turn on.
I’m on the bed when Kaden comes in, a towel wrapped around his hips. God, he’s gorgeous! A strand of hair has fallen over hisforehead, and he pushes it back. Then he takes a breath, slowly exhaling and walks over to me.
“How do you want me?” His voice is choppy, and his breathing a little uneven. Fuck, he’s so nervous, it breaks my heart.
“On all fours? Is that okay?”
He nods, swallowing, and drops the towel on the floor before he climbs on to the bed.
“Fuck, Kaden,” I exhale, shaking my head. He’s on his hands and knees, head down, and I’m in the front row seat to his magnificent body. I get on my knees behind him, lightly stroking his thighs, while kissing my way down his spine. Goosebumps erupt as I go, and I slide my hands up his hips, to his back and down again.
“If you want me to stop at any time—”
“Yeah, I know.”
My hands travel down his back again, and I kiss him as I go, down to the dimples at the bottom of his spine.
