Starting With You

32. This isn't a sleepover.

Teddy

THE BATHROOM IS FILLED WITH STEAM AND the shower door is fogged up. I hear soft grunts mixed in with the sound of the water hitting the shower walls, and my eyes widen as I slowly open the door to find Jensen with his cock in his hand. His head is titled back with his eyes shut, the water splashing onto his face.

Since he hasn't noticed my presence yet, I quietly walk into the shower, closing the door to seal us in the warm cocoon. His back is to me; and I watch the muscles strain as his hand works his cock. I slowly step closer to him, inching my arm around him to cover my hand with his and I lick the water droplets off his back. He startles and his movements immediately halt under my hand. His body stiffens and he curses in a choked voice.

I kiss his back and lick the water some more. When he still doesn't resume the movement of his hand, I squeeze my hand over his, nudging him to continue. "Can I help, baby?"

His head drops and he groans. "Fuck, Teddy. No."

"You don't have to be embarrassed," I whisper, resting my cheek against his back.

"It is embarrassing, though. Isn't it?" His body is still tense before me.

"No," I reply confidently. "Why would it be embarrassing?" I wrap both my arms around his middle in a comforting squeeze. "I think it's hot."

He turns to face me, wearing a sheepish expression, and cups my face in his large hand. "Hot, huh?" His thumb skims over my jaw.

I nod in reply and tuck my bottom lip into my mouth. He tracks the movement and uses his thumb to release my lip from my teeth. He lowers his mouth to mine for a soft kiss, his lips warm and wet from the shower.

"What were you thinking about?" I ask him.

"You. Always you." He kisses me again but adds more heat this time, his tongue seeking entrance into my mouth. His hard cock twitches between us, a heavy reminder of what I walked in on. I grip him tightly in my hand and he gasps into my mouth, pulling away to find me smirking up at him.

"It's ok to do it yourself, baby," I say, jerking him off the way I observed him doing it only moments ago, "but I'm always here to help. You did just make me come in bed a few minutes ago after all."

We had a lazy morning in bed. Jensen only leaving for the few minutes it took to let the dog out and feed him before hopping back in and covering my body with kisses and touches that started on my face and moved ever so slowly down my body until he was between my legs and I was screaming his name.

Now in the steamy shower I run my thumb over the head of his cock before gripping it tightly as I move my hand up and down slowly. His eyes fall closed for a few seconds before he returns his half-lidded gaze to me. "I love making you feel good, baby. I don't need anything in return."

"I'm going to give it to you anyway."

I fall to my knees before him, and peer up at him with a smirk before I take him into my mouth. There's a wet plop as he slaps a hand against the shower wall to prop himself up and his other one holds the wet hair out of my face as I circle my tongue over the tip and then immediately take him in my mouth as far as it'll go.

"Fuck," he groans, his head falling back. His hips twitch in the effort to hold himself back from thrusting into my mouth, his legs trembling. "Jesus, Teddy." His grip in my hair tightens as if he's losing the battle to submit, desperately wanting to take control.

I palm his ass and shove him toward my face, giving him permission to unleash the restraints. He studies me for a moment before he relents and gives a tentative thrust, his cock diving deeper than before. I gag; and when he tries to wiggle away, I push him forward again with my hand against his ass. He gives another gentle thrust in time with my prodding hand, and soon he is fucking my mouth slowly. With both his hands in my hair now, he watches as he slides his cock in and out of my mouth, deep noises vibrating out of him.