“You have my blood on you,” he mumbled.
“I do.”
“You cut me,” he said, this time a little stronger.
“I did.”
“You understand me,” Brandon firmly said.
I stopped washing him and stood upright so I could look at him. His eyes were red and glossy from threatening tears. Emotions were forcing Brandon’s chest to rise and fall rapidly. I could tell that he was feeling especially vulnerable. I stretched my arm out and placed my hand flat on the shower wall beside his shoulder. This closed him in; hopefully, it helped make him feel protected.
“I do, Brandon,” I confirmed.
My confirmation made the tears spill down his face. He tried to quickly wipe them away.
“No one … no one has ever understood me like you do.”
Brandon took a deep breath, and just before he exhaled, I covered his mouth with mine. He exhaled his heart and soul into my mouth. The air emptied from his lungs, his shoulders felt a little lighter, and I pulled my mouth away from his so he could get more air. I kissed his lips softly and looked into his eyes; he understood the depth of our relationship and the unbreakable bond we had formed.
“I do understand you, Brandon. I understand your needs and desires. And I know how to give all of it to you without harming you.”
I leaned forward to kiss him and my body pressed his sudsy body against the shower wall. As our kiss intensified again, he mumbled words into my mouth that gripped my heart.
“Please don’t leave me, James.”
“Never.” I stroked his tongue with mine. “I promise, Brandon.”
10
Brandon
I lookedat the clock on the nightstand, and 6:30 stared back at me. I took a deep breath and nestled my head against my pillow. Before I closed my eyes, I reached for my blanket bear and pulled it close. Instead of being able to drift off to sleep, all I could focus on was what was coming today. It made me nervous and gave me a stomachache. My eyes popped open, and I glanced at the clock again. 6:34. It was too early to get up; however, I was too restless to lay in bed.
James wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. I felt his hard-on against my butt cheek and smiled. Under his arm, I was able to relax and close my eyes for another few moments. I purposely moved and wiggled around, just to make his hard-on more uncomfortable for him. I loved getting him all riled up. It felt good to be wanted and needed.
I reached over my hip and tugged one of my butt cheeks to the side, and the head of his cock lazily fell close to the crack of my ass. I let go of my butt cheek and smiled. Moments later a sleepy growl rumbled from his chest as he began to move his hips toward me.
“You keep it up, pup, and I’ll put you over my knee, spank you, and then fuck you raw,” James calmly said while he continued to slowly move and press himself against me. I decided to mess with him a little.
“I like how you made the spanking and raw fucking sound like a punishment,” I teased. The threat of James spanking or roughly fucking me really wasn’t a threat at all, and he knew it.
James’ deep laughter made me smile too. He kissed my shoulder just before he pressed his teeth against the spot. James applied some pressure to my skin, which elevated my heart rate.
“Love nibbles,” I sighed and closed my eyes.
I savored the dull pressure of the nibbles and dick pressing against me while his muffled laughter tickled my skin. Occasionally, one of his nibbles would turn into a bite that caused my eyes to pop open as the adrenaline surged.
“I like that,” I admitted.
“I know you do, pup.”
James pressed a kiss against the teeth marks on my shoulder and then slapped my ass.
“Stick this ass in the air, pup. Keep your head on the mattress, and hold on tight,” James warned.
I pushed my pillow out of the way and eagerly obeyed. With the side of my head on the sheets and my ass in the air, I patiently waited. My hands were flat on the sheets beside my head, and I was ready to grab onto them to keep me still while he fucked me.
James moved behind me and set his left foot next to the outside of my left knee. His large hand grabbed my left ass cheek and then spanked me several times in a row. I loved this. I loved how his hands could be so rough but kind. I smiled while he spanked me.
