Casual Sabotage

Chapter Seventeen

Stripping ourselves of our boxers, Brian and I wasted no time. We hopped into the shower, immediately being drenched by the waterfall of warm water showering down over us. It was set to just the right temperature, which allowed for a pleasurable burn to beat against our bodies like a soothing cascade. Steam emitted into the air and covered the mirror in a sheet of condensation in the process.

Brian's hands were hungry for some physical contact as they touched all over my body, tracing up and down the skin of my back continuously. He forced our bodies to collide, wanting to feel all of me against him. He was dominant, there was no denying that. His arms were strong and held me in place as Brian leaned in and brought his lips to grace mine.

The kiss was like one under rainfall, bringing more warmth and shelter than jackets or umbrellas ever could. I felt safe with him as did he feel safe with me. Brian and I had had an ongoing connection that may sound inexplicable to others but for us it was normal. We were never the typical couple to begin with.

Brian soon moved his kisses further down into the curve of my neck, biting and contusing the flesh together on the odd occasion. He was the only person capable of igniting the fire inside of me in such a way that had me melting into him within seconds. I threw my arms around his neck and settled my head back against the tiled wall, exposing more of myself to him. The harder that our bodies collided, the more I could sense his prominent erection digging into my thigh.

Scaling down to my knees, whilst leaving kisses at his chest along the way, I took his shaft in my hand and began to touch him over. Brian placed a hand to the wall to hold himself steady as I increased the onslaught of my touch. My hand wrapped around the base of his cock, stroking him, while my lips enclosed around his tip. The taste of him filled my mouth the longer that I went down on him for.

I settled my hands flat against his thighs, feeling his legs tremble as I inundated him with sensual connection. I hummed against his cock, sending vibrations shooting through him that circulated to the very tips of his toes and sent a shiver rocketing up his spine. Brian wasn't silent in his responses either; he grabbed a fistful of my hair roughly with his free hand and let satisfied moans come pouring out of him like honey.

Looking up, I watched as he fell deeper and deeper into the pit of euphoria, inching ever closer to his high. The longer that I teased him for, the more powerful his reactions were. His strength overpowered mine as he restrained me against the shower wall and proceeded to roll his hips, pushing his tip to reach the back of my throat.

"Dob stahb." My words came out muffled...obviously.

"Huh?" Brian confused, still amidst his rhythm.

"I saib, dob stahb." I repeated.

"Babe, you realise...my dick...is...in your mouth...right?" He questioned through gasps for air. "I can't...understand...you."

I forced myself away, rolling my eyes at him and laughing. "I said don't stop, Dumbass."

"Oh..." Brian furrowed his eyebrows, soon smiling. "Well, a little late for that now."

He helped me back up onto my feet and pressed a gentle kiss to my cheek. "You owe me one."

"How did you come to that conclusion, Brian?" I puzzled.

"Because I was about ready to bust a nut down your throat and you stopped it." He explained simply with a shrug; the tone to his voice soon deepened. "Turn around."

The sudden darkness in his eyes unnerved me as I followed his instructions and turned around to face the shower wall. I was startled when his hands roughly pushed me against the surface, all the while pulling my waist back enough to allow him something to hold onto.