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THE WATER TRICKLES DOWN MY BACK AS I STAND UNDER THE STREAM, I knew what I was doing. It was working too, he was chomping at the bit.
I continue to shower as I hear the shower door open. I look and see Neymar standing in front of me. "You thought you were going to get away that easily," he smirks.
He inched closer to me, I watched as the water began to fall on his inked body. It made me tingle, I don't know why. Maybe because it'd been a while since we'd done anything, I was aching for his touch. But, I needed to be stronger than that.
If he wanted anything, he needed to apologize first.
My back was pressed against the cold marble walls, "Hmm?" he tilted my head up. "This silent treatment thing, it's not going to do for me," he tells me.
"What can I do?" he asks the infamous question.
He kisses my forehead, then my nose, to my lips, and begins to kiss down my body. "You tell me when to stop," he mumbles against my skin.
He kisses above my navel before traveling down, right before he gets to my heat, my head is tilted back so far, "S...stop," I hesitate. "Are you sure about that?" he looks up at me.
