Faithful (3)

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Sal's POV

The morning sun beamed bright orange through the open curtains, the light hitting my eyes, blinding me to wake. I squinted against the rays, as I rolled over onto my back, inhaling deeply. I could feel the crust around my eyes crack, as I adjusted to the hotel room around me. Throughout the night, Brian and I had pulled apart from one another, as he lay on his side, with his back to me, still fast asleep. I turned my head in his direction, studying his hair, as he laid there, the covers tightly wrapped around his shoulders. I threw the covers from atop of me, as I sat up, placing my feet to the floor, and wiped my hands down my face to wake myself up fully. I ran a hand through my hair, grabbing my phone from the bedside table. Unlocking the device, I noticed that it had been left on my camera roll, with a new photo added. My eyebrows furrowed, not remembering taking a photo from the night prior. I opened up the gallery, coming across a photo of Brian and I, although, I was asleep in the background. He must have taken it after I fell asleep after our...activities...the previous night. I chuckled to myself, seeing how he had jokingly posed with the peace sign over his eye, as I lay behind him, completely zonked out. Thanks Brian, for always capturing my most attractive moments.

I returned my phone to the bedside table, stretching out, before scratching at my hair. I stood from the bed, careful not to wake Brian, as his soft snores echoed around the room. Our trip was almost over, meaning that we had to get packing. I searched around the room, noticing the mess of clothes all around the floor, as my tie hanging around the light fixture caught my eye. I made my way over to it, taking the material from the light, and placed it on top of the suitcase, ready to be packed later on. Opening the drawer to the dresser, I retrieved a clean pair of boxers, alongside my outfit for the day. I had decided to wear just my typical pair of jeans, and my Staten Island tee. After gathering everything I needed, I made my way into the bathroom to get ready for the day. I didn't lock the door, seeing as it was just Brian and I in the room, and he was passed out asleep – and my husband, obviously.

I let the shower warm, as I brushed my teeth and did other morning routine essentials, before hopping in, letting the water fall atop of my hair, dampening the fluffed up curls. Steam swarmed the room, as the heat of the water radiated against my skin, hopefully burning away any dirt and grime that remained on me. I was busy washing my hair, when I heard something come from the other side of the opaque glass. I slid the shower door across to find Brian sneaking into the bathroom. His eyes widened, as he froze in his spot. I had caught him red-handed.

"Bri, what are you doing?" I asked, letting a light laugh escape my lips. The man cleared his throat, as he stood tall, his eyes scanning the room, as he wracked his brain for an answer.

"Just, er...just brushing my teeth." He stammered a response, as a single brow of mine raised, questioning his suspicious acts. Brian knew that I didn't believe his answer. His shoulders slumped, as he sighed deeply. "Fine, fine! I wanted to surprise you in the shower."

"And what if I didn't want to be surprised?" A teasing tone playing from my lips. Brian caught on, as he pondered on a reply. Rather than responding verbally, he stepped towards me, pushing me back against the shower wall, as he joined me in the confined space.

"Trust me, I know you always love being surprised." He smirked, before leaning in and softly placing his lips against mine, as the water fell over us. "Listen to Daddy." He added, after having pulled away. My eyes searched his features, as I swallowed back a laugh. Brian noticed the smile pull at my lips, as he backed away; his dominant demeanour breaking. "W-What?"

"I'm sorry, but Daddy? Really, Babe?"

"I don't know...I just wanted to try something new." He shrugged, his cheeks stained with a crimson red. His eyebrows arched, as he looked me in the eye, his control suddenly making a reappearance. "You know, er...Daddy has five letters, and so does Brian."

"Wow-!" My sarcastic response was cut off by his lips, as he pressed me against the shower wall, pinning me under his restraint. Brian rolled his hips against me, as the warmth from the shower beat down on us. He kissed me passionately, his tongue locking with mine, as the taste of him swarmed my mouth. I flinched partially, as his hands crept up my body, soon cupping at my face, as he kissed at my lips, pulling away slightly with every second that passed. Brian pulled away fully, before peering down his front. He cleared his throat, as his eyes met with mine once more. I already knew what he was referring to, but I wanted him to wait a little longer.

I took hold of the shower head, holding it over his chest, as I leant in, kissing at where the water droplets bounced against his skin. I slowly moved across his chest, as Brian's eyes followed my every movement. He threw his head back, as my lips caressed at his neck, assaulting the tender skin, leaving little marks of love for all to see. I placed the shower back, before descending down his body, coming to kneel in front of him. Brian looked down at me, as his hand rested atop of my head, a menacing smile playing upon his lips. I peered upwards at him, licking my lips slyly, before taking hold of his length, connecting our bodies once more. My tongue ran up and down his shaft, taking in as much of him as I could, pleasuring my love. He deserved it after all, seeing as I hadn't brought him his high the night prior. Brian placed his hand against the tiled wall, steadying himself, as I felt his climax near. He was on the verge of releasing, when he pushed me away. I stood to my feet, as he pinned me against the wall, kissing me gingerly. His thumb ran along my cheek, stopping at my chin, as he softly pulled at my lower lip. It felt as though the whole world came to a stop, as he stared into my eyes, brown melding with green, and the small smile pulling at the corners of his mouth driving me insane.

"You look so irresistible with wet hair." I gushed, my eyes practically heart-shaped, as a slight chuckle erupted from my love. His teeth bit down at his lower lip, as his cheeks blushed wildly. "Daddy." I winked, not knowing the response I'd receive.

A sudden wave of dominance overwhelmed Brian, as he spun me around to face the wall. He gripped onto my hands, pinning them against the tiles, as he pressed his chest to my back. I could feel his hardened member run against my thighs, as his hips rolled against me. Brian kept one hand against my wrists, restraining me from moving, as he lined himself up with my opening. He pushed into me, causing a moaning scream to erupt from within me. The pace of his movements gradually built, as he cautiously thrusted into me. I felt hot kisses sprinkle across the back of my neck, as the water ran down our bodies. Brian drew himself to his high, as he toppled over the edge, spilling into me. He rode himself through his high that inundated his body, before pulling out, as he panted for breath. I was roughly flipped around, his lips colliding with mine briefly, as he soon pulled away, leaving me craving for more, as he exited the shower. I peered out of the open door, as Brian picked up a spare towel to dry himself off. He wrapped the material around his waist, approaching the bathroom door, soon turning back to face the puzzled, and weakened me. A sly wink was shot at me, as Brian slowly closed the door behind him, leaving me alone once more.

Well, that's one way to get ready in the morning.