I lick the crown softly, twirling my tongue around it, savoring my first taste of this glorious man.
"I'll come from this." His voice is husky as he runs his fingers through my hair. "If I fuck your mouth, I'll come."
I respond with another lash of my tongue before I slide my mouth over him.
"Yes," he hisses as his hips circle. "Just like that."
I moan around him, lost in the feeling that I'm giving him exactly what he gave to me. I suck him harder, taking him deeper down my throat as I drop one hand to rub my clit.
"Jesus, Ad." He growls. "Touch it for me."
I pull him out of my mouth and lick his shaft with soft fluttering lashes of my tongue while I work to get myself off.
"I want in on that." He hauls me up by my arms and slams my back against the shower wall.
He kisses me, hard. Hard enough to bruise my mouth as his hand brushes mine away from my core so he can take over.
He slides two fingers into me, as his thumb works on my clit.
I reach down to touch him, to stroke him and as the water beats down on us, we take each other to the edge before he turns me around, pushes my body against the wall and licks my pussy, pulling his teeth over my clit until I scream when I find my release.
***
"Crew," I pant as I say his name. "Oh, God."
He looks at me. His eyes are darkened with the desperate need to come. "More, Ad. Give me one more."
I can't. I've already come twice. Once in the shower and again, here against the wall in my bedroom.
My legs are wrapped around him. His hands are cupping my ass, and with each slam of his cock into me, the wall shakes behind us.
"Slow," I manage to get the word out. "Slower."
He kisses me softly, his tongue tracing a delicious path over my lower lip. "Slow."
I moan from the change in tempo. Until now it was desperate hard fucks, our bodies slapping together in a concert of desire, a rush to feel as much as we could.
Now, it's gentle, easy and his cock is stretching me in the most painfully delicious ways.
"You want it like this?" He licks my neck. "Just like this?"
I nod because my voice is lost in the need to come again. I'm close, so fucking close.
"You are everything," he whispers into the flesh of my neck.
He is. He's everything.
Hope, promise, love and every tomorrow.
"Look at me, Ad." He moves so his face is almost touching mine. "Let me see your face when you come."
I don’t try and hide it. I stare into his beautiful green eyes.
I grind against him, taking in the way he wants me to; uninhibited, unafraid, and unashamed.
"Crew," I say his name as my core clenches when the ripples of my orgasm wash over me. He's captivated, his eyes never leaving my face.
My hands grip his strong shoulders tightly as I fall from the high.