“Hm?” I repeat.
“We’ve never had sex in a shower before.” I’ve never really had the desire to—never really saw the fun in it. We have a perfectly good bed I can bend him over and eat— “I’ve never done it in a shower before. Would you please teach me?”
I think shower sex is a great idea. We’re already here and cleaning up is way more convenient. Plus—those strawberries will be delivered soon. Benjamin’s a genius!
“I’ll teach you anything you want to know, baby.” I whisper—bending down and kissing his temple and his jaw—running my fingers through his wet hair as he sighs against me. I feel his hips push up into mine. “You have two options.”
“Two?” His eyes widen in excitement as he leans back again to stare up at me. I cup his ass with one hand—the other wrapped around his waist.
“First option is I bend you over and you keep your hands on the wall as I fuck you. Second option is you wrap your legs around my waist, and I fuck up into you against said wall.”
“Two.” I laugh at his quick decision—the confident nod of his head. “A very obvious choice.”
“Well, I still need to stretch you. So—” I turn him around and bend him over at the waist—keeping his ass pressed against me. I run a hand up his chest to his throat and hold him there, using that to keep him balanced as he puts his weight on me.
“Aaron?”
“Shhh.” I hush him, then bring my hand down hard enough to hurt my own ears with the sound as it echoes offthe wall.
Benjamin’s body tenses for a moment, his pulse beating in my palm where I’m holding his throat—his mouth hanging open as he stares at the floor, completely gone. I can see the bruise forming already. Before he comes to, I slide a finger into him—letting his body begin to adjust on its own.
I hear Benjamin gasp for breath—watching as his face transforms from one of that vacant, shocked expression to pleasured sobs, brows furrowed, hands gripping my wrist where it sits against his collarbones.
I slowly begin to pull my finger out, and he finally notices the pressure.
“Oh fuck—oh God. When—hnnnn.” His head drops as far as it can over my hand as I push back into him, picking up pace now that he’s stopped tensing around me.
“Is that good, baby? Look—you’re drooling.” Benjamin whines and I lean over, sucking on the scar I left on the back of his neck. Then—I slip in another finger.
“Ahhh.” He stands up to his tiptoes, forcing more of my strength to keep him held by the throat. He’s shaking like a leaf and panting as if he’s been running for hours. “Please—please Aaron.”
“Please what?” The head of my cock rubs against his thigh deliciously and I groan.
“Harder—please.” I speed up, pumping my fingers into him harder—curling them as I pull them out. “Yes!” He grunts, hands squeezing tighter at my wrist.
“You look so good bent over like this, Button.” I tell him—licking up his back, into his dimples, biting his ears. I add a third finger, enjoying his cries. The tears are mixing with his spit that’s mixing with the water that is showering down on him.
“Aaron—” It’s a high-pitched whine, his hole clenching around my fingers. “There, you’re there!” I curl my fingers just a bit, massaging the spot when he cries out again. “Please—please either let me come or fuck me. I can’t… I’ll die.” He shudders and I torture him a bit more—pressing harder onto his sweet spot, rubbing myself against him.
“Beg for it.” He groans.
“Please, Aaron. Please fuck me. God, please. I’ll get on my knees if I have to, but please give it to me. Just please let me come.” Benjamin sounds so good like this, so desperate. So needy. Like he needs me—will die without me.
“Such a slut.” I whisper in his ear, pressing inside of him even harder. He sobs loudly—clearly just barely keeping himself from blowing right here. “Need me that badly? Feel like you’re dying? Want me to save you?”
“YES! Please, yes. Save me—I need you so badly, baby.” I pull my fingers out of him, and he actually sighs in relief—barely keeping himself up with shaky legs. I turn him, picking him up to wrap his legs around my waist before walking under the water and pushing him against the wall.
I let the wall hold most of his weight—now eye-to-eye—hot water raining down on us. I line myself up with his hole.
“Okay—I’ll save you, Benjamin. Hold on tight, let me teach you.” I begin to sink into him, slowly but steadily. Benjamin’s mouth drops open as he stares into my eyes—a long moan ripping its way from his throat.
He looks so good, so delicious. I can see all of his desire—all of his trust and no defenses. I am his protector. I am his armor. Here—with me—he’s laid bare. And there is literally not a singular other thing in this entire universe as sexy as that.
I fuck into him until he begs me to stop—and then I fill him up, so full he aches. A part of me buried so deep inside of him to stay once I’ve left.
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Benjamin is sleeping so peacefully. His golden hair spilling around his head, onto his pillow as he lays on his side to face me—lips parted as he breathes softly. I can hear his little sighs—can seethe occasional flutter of his lashes. His warm, tanned skin so soft and unblemished against the white silk sheets.
