Just as I feel his cum fill me along with the loud filthy noises that leave him, I cum hands free. “Ahhhhh yesss.”
I'm boneless, lying there with his cock still in my ass, his cum leaking out of my hole, his sweaty chest now lying flat against my back, and my own cum sticking between me and the bed. When this night ends, it will destroy me. I’m officially attached, and I don’t want to leave.
We lie still for a few minutes, and I do think at one point he has fallen asleep, but then he moves and pulls out of my ass. The stream of his cum drips down my crack and I can't resist putting my finger around my hole, touching the now gaping entrance with his warm sticky release. I smile to myself before his big hands slap on my ass again. “Come on, doe, shower.”
“I don't want to move,” I complain. I don't think my legs work.
“Tough shit, we need to get clean so I can dirty you up again,” he says.
While bitching at him, I force myself up. From the state of the bed and my stomach, yeah he’s right, a shower is needed. I feel gross.
I follow him into his bathroom, admiring his thick juicy ass that I wouldn't mind eating myself. Damn, the idea of suffocating between those muscular cheeks is more appealing than it should be.
He’s staring at me over his shoulder. Dammit. Busted.
“Get a good look?”
“Not really, just thinking I wouldn't mind eating it.”
He wets his lips with his tongue in a salacious manner and growls, grabbing me for a kiss. “You can have a bite if you want, but you ain’t fucking me.”
“I know. I prefer to be fucked anyway, but I still want a taste.”
“Dirty little shit,” he says and pushes me into his lavish shower that can fit at least three people in it. Of course, my overactive mind drifts to thinking of how many people he has had in here, but it makes me feel stabby so I reel it in. I'm here now and that's all that matters.
Chapter 17 - Lev
Thehotwateronmy skin washes away the blood, sweat, and cum off my body, making me feel satisfied and relaxed, more so than I have felt before. That may have something to do with the brown-eyed man in front of me who is taking his time running body wash over my body.
Aaron is in a trance as he glides his hands up and down my chest, teasing me as he goes further down my body, washing the soap around my groin but ignoring my dick. It feels good. I don't normally do this, but after tonight's activities and how hard he made me cum, I let it go. Aaron is the best fuck I have ever had. Not that I would say it out loud, but I have never had a connection with anyone like this before. It's like two wires that have joined together in perfect unison. He understands my needs and desires because he has them too. We are unhinged but aligned. The way he gives himself so easily to me to do as I want, and bends to my will. I find it more arousing than I should.
Aaron, however, is also a nightmare. He is unpredictable from what I have experienced so far. He has severe fluctuations in personality and mood, and is surprisingly possessive of me. I could tell when we got in the shower that he was thinking of past partners. His face looked like he was sucking on something sour. He is so damn easy to read. I want to laugh. He doesn't realize that I have never brought anyone back here. I always do my shit elsewhere. My business is private. It was only because of Hugo and Mario that it was easier to stay here. But I must admit, it was nice to break in my bed.
My head tilts back when arousal starts to rise in my dick again as Aaron lathers up my cock. Goddamn, his hands feel amazing. I open my eyes and stare into those big brown pools of innocence, which isn't true, but for a moment you could believe he is an innocent and sane person. However, these past few hours he has been with me is the most serene I have seen him. He has barely changed personalities and is more centered, but I won't read too much into that.
“Hands against the wall,” I order and like a good boy, he obeys, beaming at me with that fucking creepy smile. “Ass out.”
He arches his back and pushes out that plump bubble butt, which I fear will keep me hard for hours.
I rub my now fully hard dick up and down his crease. He tries to wiggle against it so I slap his right ass cheek.
“What did I tell you? You don't control this. Stay fucking still.”
He is completely silent and is trying so hard to restrain himself. I hold his plump cheeks open and notice he is a little puffy from the fucking earlier, but not too bad. I rub the tip of my cock over his hole, intentionally making my piercing make contact with the wrinkled skin. He shivers slightly against the touch but remains as still as he can.
Without warning him I push forward. He is still loose and lubricated from before and he cries out a high pitched wail. I love the sounds he makes for me.
“You like that, doe? Want another breeding from my dick?” I ask, rocking slowly in him.
“Yes, god yes,” he whines, like he is far away in the land of cock.
“Stroke that dick of yours,” I say as I start moving in and out of him, building to a tempo that has me a little breathless and warm all over. Christ. My cock is still sensitive. I only came a few minutes ago and I’m not gonna last.
“Ahhhhh, I’m gonna cum,fuck,” he gasps.
“Cum for me, doe. Shit, cum. Ugggh.” My feet twitch as I load up his destroyed hole at the same time Aaron shouts out his own release. I don't think I can move my body. Aaron is all but sliding down the shower wall, so I pull out of him, making him flinch, and hold him up by the waist. “Come on, bed. You need to rest before we fuck again.”
He huffs out a small laugh, completely dopey in my arms. “Um, kay.”
