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| 40 | Love in the Air

Was this just sex or was it makeup sex? I watched his silhouette through the steamy shower door. I looked down at my legs noticing his grip left fresh bruises. My hand brushes over them, thinking about how hard he was grabbing me to left something like this, maybe it was just meaningless sex. My thoughts controlled my mind until they were interpreted.

"Are you joining me?" He opens the door, looking at me. I smiled at him, and walked over, stepping in the shower, joining him. Why does my mind do this to me? Always doubts everything I do, or have done to me. I was thankful he said something or else my emotions would've come and I'd left, crying all the way home.

"You're a tease." He turns around and looks at me. He smiles, shaking his head.

"You think that was a tease? C'mon. That was just me showing you whos the most dominant." I grunted towards him.

"Please, you know I can make you beg just as much as you made me. You just caught me off guard that's all." I got in front of him under the showerhead, letting the cool water down my warm body.

"You're right, baby because you are my queen that I'd do anything for. I'd be your slave because when it comes down to anything I'd do anything you'd want me to do. Yeah, you know that." I blushed like mad, just the right words he said. He runs his hands down my body before I turned to him. I rub his chest in slow circles with soap, then down his arms and the body. He lets out a relaxing sigh

"You need a good massage. Can I give you one after this?" I bite my lip looking at him and he just nods, moving under the showerhead to rinse off then stepping out. I quickly wash up and rise off as well, stepping out.

"Baby why are you so tense!" I rub out his knots deeply. He groans in pleasure.

"I'm not tense, just stressed. I have a lot of things coming up I haven't told you yet... I wanted it to be a surprise." I continued to rub, straddling his back softly. My face looked shocked towards his comment, but I shrugged it off wanting to know more details.

"Like what exactly? Or do you want to tell me tomorrow?" He sits up, resting on his arms while he leans over, reaching into his side table before pulling out his schedule. I slide down onto his butt while he sits up more.

"Well let's see here, I have a signing session in San Francisco in September. A single coming out in November and, my first live concert in December at South Carolina." I slapped his back hard, getting up off of him to walk back and forth in his room.

"Ow! What was that for?! God damn you wonder why I'm so tense." He rolls over onto his back, sitting up against the headboard.

"Why didn't you tell me this before?! Here I am sitting, clueless about the future." I grab my robe, putting it on.

"I told you, I wanted it to be a surprise. But I'm kinda stressed out right now over it and I didn't want you to be more stressed out then you already are." I looked at him blanky thinking about the over-dramatic action I just did.

"Hehe," I smiled at him and he scrunches his nose at me, shooting me a pouty face.

"That shit really hurt Beaulieu, I was all relaxed and everything them BAM." I walk over to him, crawling onto the bed and on top of him.

"Can you forgive me? I'm sorry." I said, placing my hands on his chest giving him my puppy dog eyes. He just looks at me before rolling his eyes, letting a smack out between his lips.

"Well, I guess so. But damn, you owe me." I run my hands up his chest and onto his shoulders, rubbing them softly. He closes his eyes, enjoying my movements. Slowly I run my hands down his arms, softly pinching them. Shortly afterward, we snuggled up and fell asleep.

"Why do you always wake up much earlier than I do?" I asked, walking into the kitchen rubbing my sleepy eyes. He shrugs, fixing up the coffee pot, making coffee.

"You're my guest, I need to be out here cooking you breakfast!" I roll my eyes, watching him grab two mugs from the cupboard. Sitting down at the island bar, I groan from the bruises he left me the night before.

"Whats wrong?" He begins to fix out cups with cream and sugar.

"Oh, whats wrong you ask? Something you caused!" I got up, lifting up my dress to show him the bruises on my thighs. He glances over at me quickly, whimpering before going back to fixing the cups. I giggled being the tease that I am.

"Don't start something you can't finish, mama." He says, stirring the coffee in the mugs. I walk closer to him, moving hand over his groin while I softly rub.

"I can finish." I bit my lip, looking at him. He whimpers again, looking over at me with lust-filled eyes.

Not even-5 minutes later

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" I scream while he pounds himself inside of me on the countertop.

"Ahh!" His hands' grip where they did before, causing me to shutter towards the pain. One deep thrust and I squirted, spilling every ounce out of me. Moans and pants echoed off the walls.

"Oh my god," he kept going until he climaxed, pulling himself out to do so. I quickly clean us up, pulling down my dress as I stood up. I watch him zip up before his eyes locked with mine.

"Hehe," I smiled at him and he smirks back, licking his lips.

"I think we need sex rehab, we have wayyyy to much, don't you think?" I teased him some more, making him whimper.

"No, you can't do that." he pauses while I look at him big-eyed.

"You can't have wayyyy to much sex, it's perfectly healthy.. Trust me its HEALTHY Beaulieu." He was so worried while he said that, I couldn't help but giggle.

"I don't think I could follow through with sex rehab either baby, don't get all tense." I pulled him close, hugging him. He cheesy smiles at me before hugging me back.

"Oh shit, do you see the time? We gotta go."

"What? No, Please. We need to shower before we go anywhere. Where again?" I look at the clock while he nervously scatters his things together around the room. He looks at me like "Are you kidding me." continuing to collect his things. I thought about it; it's Friday; it's 12:00 pm; around lunchtime perhaps for some people; it's.... oh shit we are seeing my parents today.

"Just tell them we are going to be late. I need to shower I can't-" I start to get all anxious as well, running up the stairs to take a quick shower. He follows me, joining me. This was probably the first time we got in the shower together without fooling around for hours, It didn't bother me but maybe out relationship is maturing? Haha, I laughed out loud at my thoughts. Fuck that, we fuck every two seconds, we are just in a hurry... Don't want to disappoint the parents you know?