BIBLE
A groan slips out when steaming hot water rains on my sore body. I've had a long exhausting day and I needed to plummet my fists into something.
I don't have anger issues but boxing helps empty my mind. Hitting a bag for hours or sparring with someone helps me forget.
And I'd needed to forget what Mile told me earlier in the day.
The curtains are pulled open behind me but I don't turn to look as I announce myself.
"Occupied," I say, incase the man didn't hear the sound of water spraying.
Still, he doesn't leave. I can still feel the presence behind me and for a second I wonder whether I need to punch someone but when I turn, it's to be met by familiar brown eyes.
"Jeff!"
He walks in and slides the curtain closed behind him, leaving me trapped with him in the small cubicle.
Jeff reaches behind me and shuts off the water. I still have soap on my body but I don't protest the move.
"Jeff, what are you doing here? You'll get wet," I say, pointing at his clothes.
Jeff walks close and backs me to a corner. My back hits the wall but he doesn't stop until he is flush against me. uncaring of the fact that my wet body is soaking his clothes, he runs his fingers over my wet abs and up my chest.
"Shh," he places a finger on my lips. "You don't want anyone to know I'm here, do you?"
I stare into his eyes as he swipes a thumb across my lips. There is something predatory about his eyes as he studies my reaction to our close proximity.
His fingers trace a path down my neck and down my chest, massaging the skin before making their way down to my abs. My muscles contract with every caress and I hiss when he grabs my erection.
"Open your eyes Bible," he whispers, his lips so close to mine I can feel his warm breath. My eyes shoot open. I don't even remember closing them.
"Last time, you surrendered so beautifully to me. Letting me play with your body."
I push into his hand but he doesn't indulge me, moving away and leaving me sexually frustrated.
"Remember what I said about control, Bible?"
My head fall against the cool wall as I fight the need to thrust into his hand. I'm so hard it hurts and he makes no move to help with that.
"I remember," I whisper when it becomes evident that he has no intentions of proceeding until I've spoken.
"You can give as much as you get Bible, I don't mind" he whispers, his other hand going to the back of my head and grabbing onto my wet hair. "But remember who's in charge here."
I don't get to process his words before his lips crash against mine. A started gasp escapes and he takes that as an opportunity to deepen the kiss, plundering my mouth with his tongue.
The kiss is deep, hungry and demanding as he explore my lips, burying his fingers deeper into my hair and pulling at the roots. Pleasure shoots up my spine and I am glad I didn't cut my hair after the film.
The hand wrapped around my length tightens and he starts jerking me off. His big hand stroke me and he swallows my cries when it all becomes too much.
Anyone could push the curtains right now and see my crush... my boyfriend, jerking me off. They could walk in to find my lips attached to his, my cries broken as he pleasures my body and... the thought of that happening...
The thought of someone catching me making out with Jeff has pleasure building up in a rapid speed.
"Oh, Fuck, Jeff," I moan against his lips as his hands pick up speed.
It shouldn't feel this good. I've never... No other man has ever touched me like this and yet...
It feels so good.
"You're so close, aren't you baby?" Jeff breaths harshly against my lips.
Pleasure shoots up at the sound of the pet name. "So close."
The hand in my hair disappears and my forehead falls against his. Our lips barely touch as we breath harshly against each other.
Jeff reaches for my hand and leads it to his pants. I gasp when I touch his hard length but don't waste time pulling down the zipper and drawing out his erection. It's warm and hard in my hand.
So foreign.
Touching him like this. It feels... it's dirty and obscene.
It has no right of feeling this good.
"Jerk me off Bib," he whispers, his head falling to the side of my neck. He places gentle kisses on the sensitive skin before gently biting into it.
I feel my orgasm tethering close so I jerk him faster, hoping he's close to the edge as I am. His pants against my ear grow harsher with every stroke but I am not faring any better.
I bite my lip from crying out when my orgasm comes tearing in, shaking my entire body as I spill into his fist. He is not too far either as he bites down into my neck to hold his cries.
His body shakes against mine and I don't get to see his eyes until he's calmed down.
"Fuck, Bible!" he curses out before leaning in to brush his lips against mine. The kiss is soft as we are both out of breath but it's so intimate it threatens to shake me to my core. "You really do test my restraints."
"I could say the same about you."
"Feeling better?" he asks, his forehead falling against mine.
"Much."
"Okay, get cleaned up and meet me outside, okay?"
I nod against his forehead.
Jeff turns on the shower and cleans himself off before leaving. Unlike how I'd felt walking into the shower, my mind is empty now.
I try to think of all the reasons being with Jeff is a bad idea but I can't think of a single one.
Not a single one.
