Laughter bubbles out. “I was just thinking that. I’m too aware of all the public places for germ propagation we’ve been in over the last day.”
“We can still touch as we wash, though, right?”
“We can wash each other,” I suggest, taking his hand in mine. “Come on.”
Having his body against mine under the hot water, slick and smooth and hard, is a brand-new sensual experience that has my body humming. Once again, I have a feeling that tonight’s first orgasm is going to be relatively quick. It’s only been a few days, but I already feel starving once more.
Years and years of abstinence will do that to a guy. Add to that the sexiest man I’ve ever met, and it’s a recipe for some quick, somewhat embarrassing, sexual encounters. I’m relieved that Brevan doesn’t seem to mind. I’m not sure he even notices. Not with the way he tends to get off close to the same moment I do.
We spend a few minutes sudsing up. Our hands move over ourselves and each other without any true attention to washing. It does nothing to slow down the heat of my arousal.
“Maybe we should get off in here,” Brevan says, shyly meeting my eyes. “First.”
I grin. Before I can answer, Brevan drops to his knees and has my cock in his mouth. My groan is as sudden as his hot mouth around my cockhead. Fuck, he’s so damn beautiful with his mouth stretched around me, looking up at me with the most gorgeous green eyes.
CHAPTER 27
BREVAN
I’ve sucked a dick like three times in my life. Not for any other reason than those are the only times the situation has come up. I think I’ve had my cock sucked far more than that, though… maybe not. My sexual experiences before Kendrick weren’t frequent or many. It’s been rare that someone shows an interest in me.
My tongue moves around his cockhead as I taste his precum. I’ll never get tired of the way he’s looking at me right now. I can practically feel the heat in his eyes touch my skin as he looks at me with blown pupils.
Kendrick’s fingers move into my hair, and I encourage him to fuck into my mouth. He does, though he’s not quick or hard about it. The sound of his moan feels like it reverberates through my body. Hot. Deep. Like the sound of a bass, I can practically feel it in my bones.
I drop my hand between my legs to jerk myself while he enjoys my mouth. I can’t decide if it’s the movement over my dick that has my blood boiling and my orgasm ready to leak out of me or everything about this moment with Kendrick—his cock in my mouth, the taste of him on my tongue, the way he’s lookingat me, the slight tug of his hand in my hair, the pace in which he’s thrusting into my mouth.
I’m not surprised when my orgasm comes first. I feel like I have such a short fuse with him. It’s almost immediate every time he touches me.
I groan around his cock, which only seems to make his moans louder. My body shivers even with the hot water spraying over me.
“I’m there,” Kendrick says.
I nod, making sure he knows I heard him. He bursts on my tongue a second later, and I do my best to swallow. I’m not the biggest fan of swallowing, but I also know that I enjoy it more when the person sucking me doesn’t pull off my dick right before I come. It’s an interruption of the sensation, and I lose some of the pleasure in my orgasm.
I want Kendrick’s orgasm to feel really good, so I keep sucking him through it.
He pulls me to my feet when he’s finished and takes my mouth in his. I haven’t even finished swallowing his load when his tongue sweeps through my mouth. It’s unexpectedly hot. Even hotter is when Kendrick adjusts us in the shower and sets my foot on the built-in bench. The next thing I know, his fingers press into my hole, beginning with two.
I gasp into his mouth as he rubs my prostate. He’s not using lube. I can tell. But there’s definitely something slick that’s not just water. Must be soap. I don’t care what it is, as he presses all my buttons and makes my body tremble against him. I grip his shoulders, afraid that the way he’s touching me is going to make my knees buckle.
“You really like that,” Kendrick says, lips on my neck.
“Yes,” I grunt. My voice hitches in the middle of the word as his fingers curl again. It feels as if someone just poured hot liquid into my core just then.Holy fuck.
“Come on. I think we’re clean enough.”
I nod a little wildly.
“Go get on the bed. Ass up.”
A shiver of anticipation races through me as I return to his room. I’m dripping, but I’m too excited to go back for a towel, so I lie on the end of his bed. I’m not sure if he meant on my hands and knees or on my stomach. I’m so tired, though, so I lie on my stomach.
I’m not sure where Kendrick goes until he returns with the condoms and lube he bought in Iceland. His body comes down on mine, straddling my thighs as he resumes stretching my hole, this time with lube. His fingers widen me until I’m practically crying with need.
Who’d know I had just gotten off a few minutes ago? Not with the way my body is acting.
Kendrick slides one of my legs off the bed, his leg coming behind mine. His hand holds his weight where it rests in front of my face on the bed. His cockhead is pressing against my hole, and I’m practically vibrating with need.
