Even though Nash intended to hurry things along, washing Abi was too good not to continue, so he took his time.
He washed Abi’s cock and balls next. Abi cursed and then panted when Nash jacked him off with the washcloth for a couple of strokes.
He kneeled and washed Abi’s legs.
Abi’s cock jetted out, wanting Nash’s attention, so Nash kissed the head and then sucked it into his mouth.
Abi sucked in a breath and then moaned. Abi steadied himself by holding onto Nash’s shoulders. “Fuck. That’s so good.”
Nash sucked the whole thing in before pulling off. He kissed the head. “That’s it until we finish the shower.”
Abi whimpered. “Please.”
“Finish first, boy.”
Abi grabbed the washcloth and soaped it up. When Nash stood, he began washing Nash’s chest, even though Abi hadn’t washed from the waist up in the front. Nash let him do what he wanted.
It was when he kneeled to wash Nash that he slowed down and concentrated on his cock. At first, he washed him, going up and down thelength. And then he let the water rinse the soap off before taking it in his hand.
Abi met Nash’s gaze. “Can I suck your cock again, Daddy?”
Nash sucked in a breath. For the first time, Abi called Nash that on purpose, because he wanted to. Not because they were putting on a show.
“You can, boy. But you’ll stop when I tell you.”
“Okay, Daddy.” Abi licked his lips as if Nash’s cock was his favorite flavor of ice cream.
Nash sucked in a breath and then moaned when Abi finally wrapped his lips around him. It felt as though he had waited months or longer. Not hours since the last time Abi had touched his cock. Waiting made it feel like a punch of pleasure to his core. He had a difficult time keeping his hips still.
He held the back of Abi’s head, running his fingers through the strands. He would pull Abi back soon. He wanted to come inside Abi, if Abi was agreeable.
It was clear Abi loved sucking cock. He moaned every time he pulled off a bit and then took more of Nash. Would he make those same sounds when Nash was inside his ass? Gods, Nash hoped so.
“Pull off, boy.” Nash expected some resistance, but Abi didn’t give him any. He just whimpered, but did what Nash ordered.
Abi looked up at Nash. His lips were red and puffy. His gaze was almost adoring. Nash doubted he’d ever looked at anyone like he did Nash.
“I can feel what you feel too.” Just in case there was any doubt about that. “I know you want me. I want you just as much, baby.”
Abi bit his lip as if he were trying to stop himself from feeling. When his chin wobbled, Nash realized he was trying to stop the tears. But they came anyway, sliding down his cheeks. “Please don’t break my heart.”
Nash pulled him into his arms and then held him by the ass. “I won’t.”
Abi wrapped his legs around Nash’s waist. “You have the power. More than anyone else ever has.”
“I won’t,” Nash repeated. How could he prove it to Abi? Time would do it, but Abi needed reassurance.
There was only one way Nash could think of. “Bite me.”
Abi met his gaze. “What?”
“Give me the mating mark. If you want to, of course.” Nash didn’t want to make Abi think it was a demand. Abi had to give it freely.
“Are you sure?”
“Very sure.”
“No one has ever let me bitethem before.”
