In a few moments, he let go of my hair. My scalp tingled, but it felt wonderful at the same time. I loved that he had controlled me, putting me right where it felt best for him. I loved it. Loved knowing that I had given him such immense pleasure that he couldn't control himself. My cocky, self-assured stepbrother couldn't control himself around me and I loved it.
I could feel him softening, but he stayed within me for the moment. I didn't ever want him to leave. He felt right. We were one and that was where we were supposed to be. He began to run his fingers through my hair again, this time more intimate, more loving. I could let him do this to me all day.
He slid out of me and I moaned. Without him, I felt empty. I knew the feeling would pass, but at least I knew I had a permanent part of him inside of me now.
“That was fantastic,” he groaned, finally letting me move away from the wall.
I turned around and let the water hit my breasts. It felt hot after the slick cool of the tile. I wanted to keep his seed inside of me, but I could feel that he had really filled me up. I'd be dripping for the rest of the night if I didn't wash myself. I rubbed myself while he watched. His eyes were soft as he looked on with only a little remorse as his white fluids ran down the drain.
“Damn, James. There's a lot in here.” I wasn't about to tell him how much I liked that or how incredibly hot I found it.
He was still breathing hard as he watched me. “Well, I haven't had a lot of opportunity for release in the past couple weeks. Believe it or not, my friend's mom didn't put out.”
I laughed at that. When last we had met up, I actually had got a little jealous that he had a date for a social event, even if she was the same age as Nancy. Still, for him to make a joke about it really did put my mind at ease.
“Are you telling me that you didn't jerk off at all?” I asked. I stopped washing and looked over at him, unsure if any man could keep it that long.
He held up three fingers. “Scout's honor.”
“You weren't a scout, though.”
He laughed. “You caught me. I jerked off only twice.”
I shrugged, pretending to be non-impressed. Of course, it was fewer times than I had jerked off. “And you didn't think of Nicole at all?”
“Hey, now, I didn't say that.”
My jaw dropped. “You are such a jerk! I thought you didn't like her.”
He shrugged. “I didn't say that, I just said that I liked you better. And you are much sexier.”
I blushed a little at that, but still narrowed my eyes at him. “Good answer.”
“Good recovery by me. And, hopefully, this will recover soon, too.” He gestured down to his dick and I laughed. He was such the charmer.“We should get out of the shower, though.”
“Okay... Daddy,” I said, again mocking him a little bit. He deserved it and more. I turned to step out the shower door...
*SMACK*
I screamed just as I loud and high pitched as the last time, then turned to him. Once again, he had that cocky look on his face. “Quit spanking me!” I yelled.
“Quit having such a spankable ass,” he countered.
“I can't help it!” I said, then grinning, wrapped a towel around myself.
***
We spent the rest of the night curled up in bed. I was the little spoon to his big spoon, and I felt so incredibly safe and warm in his arms. When he got hard again, he began to writhe against me, but I felt so tired, and also felt so incredibly good in his arms, that I told him that we could do it in the morning. He never stopped writhing against me but we stayed that way for the rest of the night, just snuggled against each other in a never-ending moment of happiness.
Chapter Thirty-Three
The next morning, I woke up with him still curled around me. It was rare for me to wake up before him, even when we were in high school, so I just relished it.
It didn't last too long. He groaned happily and kissed me on my ear. I could feel him getting hard behind me again, and this time I would be ready for him. He wrapped his hand around my body, touching my belly. I moaned happily at the sensation on my tummy, but it reminded me of a different sensation. One that had to be taken care of before I'd truly enjoy myself. “Hold up. I have to pee.”
Instantly, he leaped out of bed. “Me, first!” he yelled.
“No fair!” I cried, turning over and looking at him.