Been You

Chapter 56: Shower With Me

JUSTIN'S POV:

I internally kick myself for not being able to please Ely when she needs me the most. What kind of boyfriend am I? Now that she's looking me right in the eyes as she touches herself, I fight the instinct I have to squirm uncomfortably. What do I do? Her eyes shut as she lets out a soft moan. The sound of her fingers going to work quickens. Her breathing becomes shallow. "Oh, fuck," she moans. Her hips start bucking, her moaning getting louder. "Oh my god! Uh! Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah!" She cries out, shaking the bed with her movements, while I just lay there beside her, useless. With a final few pumps of her hand, she releases. I feel like the biggest fail of a boyfriend. The room is silent apart from the sound of Ely's heavy breathing while she recovers. That is, until she starts to go again. And again. And again. She fucks herself for about three hours, making herself scream and cum countless times until she finally falls asleep. I don't get that luxury. I'm up all night feeling like shit.

I'm scrolling through my phone when Ely wakes up the next morning, smiling. "Good morning, sunshine," she beams.

"Morning, E," I answer, trying to hide the insecurity in my voice. She bounces up, grabbing my t-shirt off of the floor and pulling it over her head.

"Let's go eat, baby," she coos, looking as cute as ever. I nod, getting up to follow her downstairs. At the kitchen counter, Za, Ryan and Christian are eating cereal and goofing around. "Good morning, boys," Ely greets cheerfully.

"Hey, Ely! Haven't seen you in a while. I take it Justin missed keeping us up all night pleasing you?" Christian jokes with a wry smile. Ely bites her lip, obviously unsure how to answer. I blush at this, embarrassment heating my face.

"Wouldn't you like to know," Ely evades, smiling politely.

"Yeah, I really would," Christian answers, looking her up and down. She blushes at this, sending me into a fit of jealousy. What the hell?

"Actually, you know what? I'm not really all that hungry. I'm gonna go take a shower," I interject.

"Okay, baby. Should I make you some coffee?" Ely offers obliviously.

"No, but you should come with me," I say, lacing my arm around her waist. Her jaw drops at my forwardness, as do the boys'. They try to stifle their laughs to no avail.

"Okay, baby," she breathes happily. I pick her up so that she's wrapped around me like a koala. I feel her wet, hot pussy against my stomach. I carry her upstairs toward the bathroom. On the way, Christian yells after us.

"Keep it down!" To which I reply.

"We won't!"

Ely kisses my neck on the way to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom, she pushes me up against the door and begins kissing down my body, but I stop her. She looks up at me disappointedly, probably thinking I'm still not ready for sex. But that is far from the case. I want to make her scream, make her orgasm so hard it shakes her to her core. I kiss her deeply, undressing her and pushing her into the shower. I yank down my Calvins before turning on the water and joining her. As the hot water runs down her sexy, golden body, I kiss her neck, chest, nipples, stomach, hips, and thighs, before planting a hot and passionate kiss on her clit. She throws her head back with a moan. I begin eating her out furiously, eliciting frantic screams and hair pulling from Ely. "Oh, Justin! Yes! Eat my pussy! Eat my pussy!" Her screams echo off the linoleum, sending a rush to the pit of my stomach. When she comes, she pulls my hair, holding me tightly against her pussy as she humps my face.

Once she finishes, I stand up, stroking myself until I'm fully erect. I turn her around so that her chest is pressed up against the shower wall. I quickly stick my thumb in her mouth and then in her ass, causing her to shriek delightfully. I move my thumb in a circular motion, stretching her out, before she moans, "Fuck me, baby!" With that, I shove my dick in her ass, grabbing her tits as I fuck her up against the shower wall. "Oh my god! Justin!" She moans, making me pump faster. I'm moaning uncontrollably.

"You like my dick in your ass, don't you? You think about me doing this when you touch yourself?"

"Yes, baby. I think about you fucking my ass just like this when I finger myself," she relents.

"Do it. Touch yourself, baby girl." She rubs her pussy in time with my strokes.

"Uh! Oh yeah, Justin! Fuck my asshole! Fuck my asshole just like that!" Ely moans, sending me into overdrive.

"Fuck my asshole, Justin!" A high-pitched voice from outside the bathroom yells. Ely and I both freeze. Ely looks back at me with an annoyed expression. I pull out disappointedly.

"We can still..." I say as hopefully as I can muster. I know the moment is dead. "We really need to get our own place," I mutter frustrated.

Ely giggles in response, "So we can do anal?"

"So we can do anal," I confirm, laughing as well.