Alarm
“Promise?” he muttered.
“I promise.”
“Okay.” His breathing slowed as he drifted off.
Wrapped in his arms, I fell back asleep.
Though we woke up late in the morning, neither of us was interested in getting out of bed. Aiden made a quick trip to the kitchen for croissants, which we ate sitting up against the pillows. As tired as I was, I had to drag myself to the bathroom to shower. I was sticky everywhere.
Aiden followed.
With the warm water pouring over my skin, Aiden filled his hands with soap and ran them up and down my sides.
He rinsed his hands, then turned and grabbed my backside. He lifted me up and pressed my body against the tiles as he slowly sank into me. I tensed and wrapped my arms and legs around him, afraid we were going to slip and fall, but Aiden’s strength didn’t let us down.
“Do you want it slow?” Aiden mumbled against my neck as he pulled back and filled me again. “Or do you like getting fucked fast and hard?”
I groaned as he continued the unhurried pace, gently gripping my ass as he pulled me in to meet his strokes.
“That’s not an answer,” he chided. “You have to tell me what you want.”
I bit my lip and tightened my hold on him, not truly sure what I wanted. The feeling of him inside me was overwhelming and wonderful. I just wanted more of it.
“Faster
,” I finally said. “Hard and fast.”
“Like this?” He picked up the pace as he slid his hands up a little to protect my back from the tiles.
“More,” I whispered. I pushed my hips forward and tightened my thighs around his waist. “Harder.”
“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” Aiden tightened his grip and hoisted me up a little higher. “You better hold on.”
I tightened my grip as his thrusts deepened. Our tongues met as we kissed, and water poured over our bodies. My heart beat in time to the sound of wet skin on skin as my legs shook, and pleasure swept over my body. My muscles tightened around Aiden’s cock rhythmically, and I dug my heels into his backside.
“Oh, you love that, don’t you? I can feel how much you love coming all over my cock.”
“Yes!” I screamed as another wave quickly followed the first.
Aiden leaned back, holding me around my ass with one arm. He took his free hand and ran it over my stomach and breasts as he dropped his eyes down to where we were connected. He slowed down, pulling almost all the way out as he watched.
“There’s nothing better than watching my dick slide in and out of you. Going slow like this…making sure you feel every fucking inch of me. I know how much you crave my cock. You want it in there almost as much as I do.”
“God, Aiden…”
“I like the sound of that,” he said as his eyes twinkled at me. “Hang on, baby.”
I did my best to comply as he picked up the pace, bracing himself against the tiles with his free hand. He grunted with every stroke, and I could feel his fingers tightening on my backside as he pulled me against him each time.
“Fuck, yeah,” he groaned as his cock twitched, and he filled me. He leaned forward again, crushing me against the tiles as he breathed heavily. “Damn, that felt good.”
He lowered me slowly to my feet and made sure I had my balance before he let go. He kissed me softly and then stepped out of the shower while I rinsed myself off again. My legs were wobbly, and I wondered if Aiden’s stamina had some sort of endpoint. He seemed to be ready to go at any given moment, and we’d only just started. My experiences had always tended toward the mundane—missionary position in a bed, one round, and then either head home or go to sleep.
I’d never had sex in the shower before. Another first for me.
I turned off the water, slid over the shower door, and stepped out onto the mat. Aiden had a towel wrapped around his waist, and he smiled as he took another towel and stepped up to me.
Without words, Aiden took the towel and started drying me off as I just stood there and watched him. He started with my shoulders, ran the cloth down my arms and then back up again. He dried my skin slowly over my breasts and stomach, then reached around and pressed himself against me as he dried my back. He then knelt in front of me to run the towel around my legs before finishing with my feet.