When we reach the top, we start to strip one another out of our clothes, stealing kisses as we go. We’re laughing softly as we fumble, pure excitement and anticipation flooding my veins.
Once we’re both naked, we stumble our way to the bathroom, neither of us wanting to break the kiss.
My lips move against his as I blindly reach for the tap. “Shit!” he screams.
“Oh fuck,” I shout as cold water streams down on us. We both start laughing as I work to make it a lot warmer.
“Better.” I smile at him as the water beating down on us starts warming up. “Oh no.” I snicker. “Your glasses.”
He shrugs, grinning as he grabs the back of my head and kisses me again. I moan, my hands roaming his body, sliding up his stomach, around to his back and down to his ass. I grab two handfuls and squeeze, making him moan against my lips.
“Let’s get you clean.”
Grabbing the shampoo, I take my time washing Blake. He relaxes into my touch, eyes fluttering closed as I wash his hair.
Chuckling softly, I kiss his cheek. He blinks his eyes open and smiles. I love this man. I love this man so much it hurts and I plan on telling him tonight. He’s it for me. I don’t want anyone else in this world. Only him.
After I rinse his hair, he starts scrubbing his body, paying extra attention to his ass and dick.
“Stop looking at me like that,” he grumbles, his cheeks going bright pink.
“I’m not looking at you like anything.” I laugh. “You're so damn cute.”
He rolls his eyes and finishes rinsing off.
“Done.”
“You sure?” I give him a playful smile. “Turn around, hands on the wall. Let me get a good look.”
“What?” His brows furrow together.
“Trust me.” I wink.
He gives me an odd look but does what I say.
Chuckling to myself I get down on my knees behind him.
“What are you doing?” he asks, looking over his shoulder.
“Making sure you’re clean.” I grip his hips and pull his ass forward until it’s sticking out. “Widen your legs.”
“You’re crazy,” he mutters. Oh, my sweet summer child has no idea what I’m about to do. I hope this is something he likes, because all I’ve been thinking about lately is eating this perfect ass out.
My hands grab the globes of his ass, and he sucks in a gasp. “Cooper?”
“Shhh,” I murmur, pressing a soft kiss to each of his cheeks. “Do you trust me?” I ask, looking up at him as water continues to beat down on us.
“Yes,” he whispers, nodding slowly.
“If you don’t like it, just let me know and I’ll stop, okay?”
He nods again.
Parting his cheeks, I groan at the sight of his puckered pink hole. My mouth waters, begging to taste it.
Leaning forward, I bury my face between his perfect cheeks and flick my tongue against the tight ring. He sucks in a breath and I keep going.
At first I give him a few tentative licks, testing to see how he reacts to it.
