Warning: More Explicit Content (y'all already know what it is lol)
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xoxo
Dante
I took a hesitant step under the shower head. To be quite honest, I wasn't sure I trusted that the water had sufficient amount of time to get warm... but time right now was awfully undetermined. I couldn't tell whether seconds, minutes, or hours had passed. When I turned around to look at Sammy, my tongue got caught in my throat immediately.
Sammy had started to strip, himself.
The first thing to go was his shirt. He pulled it off almost effortlessly, exposing that chiseled, well defined body I couldn't help but salivate over. As the warm water ran over my bare skin, I allowed my eyes to wander freely... past those broad shoulders towards his sculpted abdomen. When his fingers linked themselves onto his shorts, and pulled them down, my breathing ceased entirely.
Sammy was- wow, I mean- just wow.
After stepping out of the fabric, his hands then pulled at the hair tie holding the last few strands of his golden locks together. When his hair cascaded down his shoulders, I quickly cast my gaze to the tile floors.
I was sure the look I was giving him was just ridiculous at this point. If it wasn't for the water running down my body, he would have absolutely seen the drool. Sammy looked like some sort of fucking Greek god.
His excitement was just as evident as my own. As he approached me, his erect cock twitched. I tried to keep my eyes planted on the floor, but Sammy slowed to a stop right in front of me. Some of the water had started to run down the front of his body, demanding all my attention.
"You can look, you know." He whispered hoarsely. I'm sure he had meant to say that a little softer, but his arousal dripped through every word, causing my knees to grow even weaker. His hand reached out through the water droplets to unexpectedly pull me towards him.
When he dipped down to capture my lips with his, I was surprised by how much slower he moved against me- like he was taking his time. Enjoying every part of me.
I felt his hands explore. One thankfully gave my lower back some ample support, because the way Sammy nibbled on my top then lower lip mixed with the warmth engulfing my back from the water, made me feel like I might faint.
I unexpectedly moaned when I felt his cock rub against mine, causing Sammy to pull away slightly. "Turn around." He whispered to me.
If he had asked me to jump off a cliff in the same cadence and tone, I'd be halfway off it by now.
With my back to Sammy, I couldn't see too much of what he has doing. At some point, his hand reached past me to pull a few soap bottles off the shower ledge. I heard the the familiar sound of the bottle cap being opened, before something was squeezed out onto his hands. Moments later, his hands were on me.
He started at my shoulders. Not only did he wash me, but he also massaged those fingers deep into the heart of knots I didn't know I even had. His hands were like magic, spreading their way across my shoulders down to my back... then lower back. I felt like I was melting beneath his touch.
When his fingers moved across to the front of me, I inhaled sharply. His front was now flush against my back and I could feel his hard cock rested between my asscheeks. His right hand didn't hesitate to grab onto my pulsating cock. As soon as I felt each digit wraps themselves around me, I let out a struggled moan. This was- unexplainably phenomenal.
From behind, I could feel Sammy's cock close to my entrance. I felt some weight added to my shoulder as he lowered himself down besides me. "Is this okay?" He asked against my ear. The amount of restrain that was obviously woven into those words, gave me goosebumps. I did my best to work a nod in his direction, but Sammy shook his head.
"I need to hear it." Sammy gave my cock a slight squeeze.
That made my stomach do that thing where it acts like it wants to flip itself inside out.
"Y-Yes." I struggled to respond with. That was all the go ahead Sammy needed.
He started to give me deep strokes. His other hand gently took mine in his, before he set them on the ledge in front of us. "Hold on to this." He instructed.
My hands proceeded to grip that porcelain ledge for dear life.
When he picked up speed with his strokes, it almost distracted me from the finger I felt prodding at my entrance. The sensation I felt when he slipped the first digit inside, almost made me collapse. This may not have been the place of time, but I silently prayed to God for stronger knees.
Sammy took his time, making sure to comfortably stretch me out. If I was being honest, this may have been the first time I had experiences sex like this. Shaun never took his time with anything.
When Sammy slid that third digit out, I braced myself for what was to come. Instead of that sharp agonizing pain I was used to, all I felt was a little pressure. There was no sudden thrust, like there was with Shaun. Instead, Sammy slowly entered me.
And I meant slowly. Every few seconds of movements, I felt him dip down to my ear. "Does this feel okay?" He asked against me. I'd reply with a struggling yes, but after some time, I wanted more.
"Y-You c-can move m-more." I practically forced out through a moan. That was when Sammy pushed the rest of himself inside me.
"Fuck!" He growled into my ear, causing my entire body to shiver and shake. "You're so fucking tight- Jesus. Does it feel okay? Can I move more?"
All I could do was nod at this point, but Sammy got the message. He started to slowly pull himself out, before re-entering me with the same pace. His hand that was stroking me, began to apply more pressure.
I felt my body adjust to him inside, sending more waves of pleasure through me than I most likely ever thought possible. Who knew sex could feel like... this.
His thrusts become faster. Deeper. My hands were gripping that ledge so tight, I was pretty positive I was about to yank it straight off.
"Fuck, baby, you feel so fucking good. Oh my god." As he angled himself inside me, I felt that familiar sensation starting to build from within. I could feel my body growing warmer, far past the temperature these showers could reach on their best days.
I hadn't anticipated for this to come so quickly... but when Sammy tilted my head to the side, and grazed his teeth against the delicate skin, that sensation reached its climax.
"S-Sammy, I-"
I felt his hand tighten it's hold on my cock, causing me to unexpectedly spasm. "Are you going to cum?" He whispered close to my ear, creating a rippling effect through me.
That was all it took for me to cum violently into his hand.
My fingers gripped that damn shelf so hard, I now fully expected it to break off in my hand. Sammy's hands wrapped around me for added support, as he continued to pound into me. I could feel my walls closing in around him from my orgasm, but I didn't expect the sounds he started to make.
"F-Fuck, Dante, oh my- fuck!" It was this most primal growl he released, before he quickly pulled himself out of me and came.
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