He moves back into me and sinks two of his fingers deep inside, rubbing so softly. I clench tightly around them, imagining they are his cock. Stroking and working me close to climax. Being greedy, I fight coming with all that I can. ’Til finally I submit, letting my body fall against the hard cement floor.
Bain pushes against me the moment I let go. The pressure is almost too much to handle, and I lift my ass a little off the ground, countering him, pushing back just as hard. As I come violently, my noises echo around the room. The perfect combination of his fingers and tongue is too much for me to ward off and send me completely out of this world.
After my body settles, I try to tame my breathing and blink a few times, but he doesn’t give me a minute. Instead, he lifts me back into the water and grabs my face with his wet hands. “I’ve always wanted to fuck in here,” he says.
With heavy breaths, I want to give him that more than anything and reach between us. “Are you okay without a condom? I’m on birth control.” I reply. He nods his head and I glide him inside of me. Water leads his cock, giving me the best sensation and right away I love having him nestled inside my *. Finally. It feels like we’ve been waiting for this moment, forever. He growls, as we stand like this, holding both my breasts, and I wrap my body around him. Our bodies fit so perfectly together. Bain looks into my eyes without moving, but I need more of him. Not wasting another second, I jive my hips, guiding myself up and down his shaft, getting the right friction, just where I need it.
Feeling what each other really feels like, he murmurs, “Fuck, you’re greedy.” And leaves sweet kisses on my shoulder.
“It’s your cock, it’s fucking amazing,” I say breathlessly.
“You feel just as good. We can do this all weekend if you want.”
Watching how we fuck and the way his tattooed body looks against my white skin is something else. I nod my head, agreeing to a weekend’s worth of sex. I can’t resist him, and I definitely want to do this all weekend. I’m not sure how he doesn’t need to move more urgently. He’s patient, unlike me. What I’m doing is not enough. I need more. Harder. Deeper. Rougher. I’ll take anything he’s willing to give as long as it’s more.
“Fuck me,” I command, frustrated from bucking my hips.
“You want me to fuck you?” he asks, bracing his hands on my sides.
“Please.” Finally he sinks all the way into me. Looking down, into the water, his hands grasp my skin and it’s just the right amount of pain. Then he helps to guide me up and down his massive cock, meeting my movements. There’s no mercy in how he fucks me. It’s fast and hard, long and deep; each time a calculated, purposeful thrust.
“Yes, yes, God yes,” I chant, loving the deep pressure.
Our eyes meet as he moves and I’m taken aback to see a little bit of Nate in him. I don’t know why or what it is, but it’s there. I shouldn’t be thinking of him right now and I know that, but for a brief moment, there he was in front of me. Shaking my head to break the connection, I kiss Bain, plunging my tongue into his mouth. He meets mine and we tangle them together, the same way our tangled bodies collide.
Endorphins wash over me and again…I let go. The instant I come, he’s right there with me. It’s one of the best I’ve had, so strong and satisfying. I’ve never had the craving within me calmed, but Bain just did it. When our bodies come back down to earth, Bain asks me, “Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are when you come?”
“Only then?” I ask with my eyebrows scrunched together.
“No, not only then, especially then. God, I want to fuck you over and over again.”
“Maybe I’ll let you.”
You can’t stay the night, you can’t stay the night, you can’t stay the night. Those are the words that I repeat in my head as I lay in Bain’s arms. After the pool, we managed to get into the shower, which just turned to more sex. Then, we spent the rest of the day lounging.
“Does staying the night together count if we don’t sleep?” Bain asks in between yawns.
I can’t hold back the laugh, “Uhhhh, it does because you’re exhausted. Get some rest, I’ll be back tomorrow.”
“How early?” he questions.
“I don’t know, when I wake up. Why?”
“Because I want your * to be the first thing I feel when I open my eyes.”
“I think I can make that happen.”
He yawns again and pulls me on top of him. “Sorry, I’m so tired, my dad and I had a long drive back from Virginia today.”
“Is that where your mom is?”
“Yeah,” he responds, moving a stand of hair out of my face and behind my ear.
“I’m assuming losing your sister is what pushed her over the edge?”
He nods his head and I don’t want to pry any further into his family business.
“What about your family, are you close with them?” he asks.
“I don’t have many memories of my parents; they both passed in a car accident when I was a kid.”
“Damn, I’m sorry.”
“It’s all right. I’m lucky to be alive. I was with them when their car was hit by a drunk driver.”
“Arion, that’s horrible. How old were you?”
“I was four.”