“Fuck, L, stop teasing me and do it,” I whine, turning so my back is to his front, and I can rub my ass into his erection as we stand under the warm flow of water.
He grips my left hip and wraps his other hand possessively around the front of my throat, not squeezing, just holding me there as he brings his lips up against my ear. “Did you want to keep bossing me around?”
His hand drops from my hip, and I suck in a sharp breath as he firmly spanks my ass, making the plug I stillhaven’t removed shift so that it rubs against my prostate in the best possible way. “Fuuuuuck,” I moan on my exhale.
“Or…” he continues slowly in that teasing deep voice that he loves to taunt me with. “Did you want me to finally take out the toy and replace it with my dick?”
I’m nodding before he can finish. “That! Your dick, please.”
“Good.” He lets go of my throat. “Hands on the window. Bend over so I can fuck you properly.”
Luckily, the fancy shower has grips built into the floor, so I’m not sliding around at all as I brace myself against the window and stick my ass out. I look back at him over my shoulder as he angles one of the shower heads so that it’s hitting my back. I love that even as he’s ordering me around and spanking me, he still takes a moment to take care of me and make sure I’m comfortable. Liam and his damn acts of service always make me feel so loved and appreciated, even when I’m literally stretched and waiting for him to fuck me.
God, I can’t wait to marry him.
He grabs the bottle of lube from the shelf I’d set it on and finally grips the plug, slowly pulling it out. He’s taking far too long for my liking, and after being so full from having it inside of me all day, I feel way too empty as my ass tries to clench around nothing.
“Fucking hell, B. The plug still has my cum on it. That’s so hot.”
“Time to replace it with your cock,” I suggest, shifting my hips side to side in what I hope is an enticingway. He spanks me again, and the sting sends a jolt of pleasure straight to the base of my spine as my cock jerks.
“I thought you were done telling me what to do.”
“Maybe I wanted you to spank me again,” I admit, and even I can hear the smile in my tone.
He laughs, and the click of the lube cap opening has my smile growing even more. Then his lubed fingers are pushing inside of me, and fuuuuck, his fingers feel so good. I’m trying my best to stay still, I really am, but before I know it, my hips are shifting back in an attempt to take even more of him.
“Jesus, Blake, your ass is so needy today. Trying to suck me in, force me deeper.”
I’m panting now. My skin feels like it’s on fire with how turned on I am, I wouldn't be surprised if the water running down my back turns to steam. “Need… you…” I get out between ragged breaths. I know I’m whining now, but I couldn’t possibly care about anything other than the way Liam’s fingers are teasingly brushing against my prostate as he makes sure I’m prepped enough for his thick cock.
“I love when you’re like this,” he says almost reverently as he removes his fingers to replace them with the head of his lubed-up dick. “When you’re so desperate for me to be inside of you.”
“Need your cock so bad, you’ve been torturing me all day,” I plead.
His fingers dig into my hip as he steadies me again before slowly pushing into me in one deep thrust. I let outa deep moan, and my eyes fall shut as Liam’s hips meet my ass before he pulls back to slam into me again even harder. He sets a punishing pace, using his hold on me to pull me back into him so I’m meeting each of his thrusts. I cry out again and again as his dick brushes against the perfect spot inside of me.
“Open your eyes,” Liam commands, and I do so immediately. “Look at all those people in the city below us. Do you think any of them are looking at you? I bet they all wish they were me right now, fucking this perfect, tight ass.”
I let out another whimper. I can’t move my hands or I’ll fall face-first into the window with how hard Liam is railing into me, but I need to touch my cock. It’s leaking like crazy now. I’m so close, every word out of his mouth and every snap of his hips is sending me further into that fuzzy place in my head where it’s hard to focus, where the only thing that matters is chasing my orgasm.
“Do you think you’ll be able to come hands free?” he asks, and all I can do is nod, but I’m right fucking there. “Do it. Paint the window with your cum. Show everyone down there how much you love me fucking you. How talented you are that you can come just from my cock.”
His command is all it takes. Pleasure consumes me as I give in completely to the high of my release. I’m distantly aware of Liam crying out behind me and his rhythm faltering as he continues to thrust into me through his own orgasm. By the time I finally come down enough to take in my surroundings, I can’t tear my gaze away from the ropes of my cum covering the window.
Liam steps up beside me to place a kiss on my cheek. “Good job, baby.”
I can feel my cheeks heat at his praise, and I turn to wrap my arms around him to pull him in for a real kiss, loving the way our bodies mold together under the soothing stream of the shower.
“We need to get ready.” His lips brush against mine as he whispers the words, neither of us wanting to pull away.
“It’s our bachelor party,” I remind him with a smirk. “We’ll go when we want to.”
He lets out a short laugh. “Yeah, but Chad paid an insane amount of money for that table tonight, so we should probably use it.”
“Fiiine,” I agree with an eye roll. “But I’m washing myself then, because if you do it, I’ll want to stay in here until I get hard again.”
“You want another round already?”
