I want to give him that same pleasure, but I don’t know if I can match his skill, nor have I ever tried, it has been a thought that has been occupying my mind lately. My heart flutters as I think about it, feeling nervous like a virgin again. It was odd to be made to feel that way, so pleasingly vulnerable.
I grip his hair and pull him off me before guiding him to his feet. Softly, I push him back a few steps and then I got onto my knees. Carefully, I tug his shorts down and let them fall to the floor. I push on his hips, and his back meets the shower stall wall.
Mateo stares down at me in a daze as I smile at his cock. He is rock hard and there is a little pearl of precum glistening on the tip. Taking his cock in my hand, admiring his impressive girth, with a flick of my tongue, I lap up that little drop tasting him hesitantly. The musky taste fills my mouth, the taste of pure sex; my head spins.
I can’t swallow him whole like he does me, not yet, I slowly take his cock into my mouth and suck hard on it. It twitches, lust and excitement surges through the bond. I swirl my tongue around the head of his cock and he groans above me.
I glance up at him, eager to see what effect I am having on him. His lips are parted and his eyes hooded, his soft moans fill the air as his hands grip the slick tiles. I am no longer worried if I can bring him the same level of pleasure he brings me, I can see and feel that I am driving him wild. The best part is, I am only getting started.
I grip the base of his shaft with one hand, squeezing it tightly. With my other hand, I caress his balls softly and teasingly, wrapping my lips around the head of his cock, I thrust my head up and down while matching my rhythm with the movement of my hand. I look up, seeing the desire that he has for me play across his face and how lost he is in my actions.
I feel wild as I play with his body. I push him back onto the shower wall and lift his knees so that I can take a look lower. With gentle fingers, I slip my hand between his legs. When I finally touch him I want him to be quivering with desperate need. I move my fingertips around his asshole, touching him teasingly, in little circles, touching everything, but that one sensitive spot that longs for it the most.
When I am sure that he is more than ready, I touch him there. I move my finger around that tight little opening, he moans as I begin to explore the space.
I push forward, my finger slipping inside easily, his entrance relaxes for me, welcoming me inside, pushing another finger inside of him. From my spit and the running water of the shower, he is slick and wet. I thrust my fingers in and out of him a few times, studying his hole and the way it reacts to my movements.
My cock throbs with need as I finger him. I am already breathless thinking about how good it will feel to be inside of him. I stare up at him, the powerful need sparking through me.
“I want to fuck you,” I whisper, unable to think of any more poetic words than those, Mateo never needs them anyway, he is more than willing. There is no time for me to be delicate, I can’t be anything other than direct. I want him.
“Well?” Mateo asks, his lips tugging in the corners as he looks down at me, the same desire courses through him. I spring to life, stumbling slightly as I get to my feet before gripping his shoulders and shoving him, stomach and face first against the shower wall, making him laugh. Any worry for Kat is long gone as he gives himself over to our bond.
“Are you ready?” I ask.
“Always.” he purrs with a shake of his ass.
Gripping his hips, I tug them to me and kick his legs open, leaning forward I put a hand on the wall beside his head and hold my cock with the other. I kiss his shoulder as I move my hips forward, guiding myself I find his eager opening. Slowly, I thrust inside, he moans deeply as his hole stretches to accept me. I kiss between his shoulder blades and the head of my cock slips inside.
“Fuck,” he grunts, “keep going… Deeper.”
I nod, my cock sinking deeper and deeper inside of him. With every little movement, he moans, once I’m balls deep inside, I grip his throat, turning his face to mine for an awkward kiss. I kiss him deeply, letting my tongue slip against his.
I thrust back and forth, my cock pulling out and then slamming into him with every swing. His body shudders along with mine.
The sensation of his tight ass around my cock drives me insane. Reaching around, I grip his cock, and it twitches, the same pleasurable convulsions make his ass squeeze me like he wants to milk the cum out of me.
I lean back to watch my cock slide in and out of him as I stroke him in time with the thrusting of my hips. Gradually, I pick up the pace with each movement. His body trembles and each movement is bringing him closer and closer to orgasm. My heart pounds with excitement, knowing he is going to come.
Faster and faster I stroke his cock, as I pound his tight ass harder. His breath becomes heavy and needy, his whole body trembles. I am going to make him come hard for me. I smile from ear to ear when he loses control, drunk on the power that I have over him as he pushes back against me.
I stroke and thrust as his cock spurts cum over the wall and my hand. The orgasm is powerful, sending shudders through his whole body.