Finally, he raised his arms and let me remove his shirt. As soon as I’d tossed it on the ground, he kissed me again, not stopping until I was so desperate for air I pushed at his chest to get him off me.
He stepped back, looking at me with his eyes so dark they’d gone black, his mouth open, and a lust-drunk expression on his face. When he pointed to the shower, I didn’t care that he was acting like a caveman. I followed his command and stepped in, letting the warm water pound against me.
Devil stepped in behind me, took hold of my hips, and rubbed his cock against the crease of my ass as he kissed my neck and teased me with his teeth.
“I know you want to put your mark on me.”
“Fuck right I do. I want to come all over you, rub it into your skin, bite you, bruise you.”
“Making me wear your ring isn’t enough?”
“Nothing will ever be enough. Jesus, Joe, I love you so much.”
I tried to turn and kiss him, but he used his firm grip to keep me facing forward and gave me only a quick kiss as I turned my head.
He picked up a washcloth from the shower ledge and added his body wash, which smelled like orange peel and wood smoke. He washed me with slow, careful strokes, running the cloth over my neck, my throat, my shoulders, my arms. He made circles on my chest and abdomen, then he wrapped the cloth around my cock and stroked. I was already semihard, and the friction of the rough cloth had me thrusting into his hand, needing so much more.
“You want me so badly.”
“Fuck yes.”
He chuckled against my neck as he washed my balls, gently tugging on them before working the cloth between my legs so he could scrub my taint. Then he dropped to his knees behind me so he could thoroughly clean my hole, then my legs and feet. After smacking my ass with the cloth, he lifted the shower head and rinsed me everywhere focusing much longer than necessary on my cock and sending the stream of water down my crack. I was so fucking ready for him to move on from washing me to whatever he wanted next I nearly jerked the sprayer out of his hand. Finally, he returned the showerhead to its cradle and knelt behind me once more.
“That’s enough. I’m clean. “
“Shut up and let me care for you.”
We could take another shower after we fucked. “I need you to care for my dick.”
“I have.”
“Devil, I’m not playing.”
“But I am. You’re my toy, and you’re going to let me do whatever I want.” After a second of silence, we both cracked up. “Too much?”
“Fuck yes.”
“Just do what I say.”
He tugged my ass cheeks open again, and I sucked in my breath in anticipation. “Fuck, Devil, are you…”
“Brace yourself,” he ordered. “I need to taste you. I need to fucking worship your ass.”
“Do it. Now.”
“And you call me bossy?”
“Devil, if you don’t get your tongue in my ass right now—”
He leaned in, blowing his breath over my hole, then I felt the warm, wet swipe of his tongue as he licked me from the base of my spine to my balls.
He teased me, circling my hole, pressing it with his thumb before finally pushing his tongue inside me. My knees nearly gave out, and he wrapped an arm around my waist to hold me steady.
“I’ve got you. Just let me do this for you.”
Devil was bossy as fuck, arrogant, entitled, demanding, but he also truly got off on pleasuring me. This strong man who could have anything and anyone he wanted was on his knees eating my ass. That would never stop amazing me.
I dropped to my elbows, leaning fully into the wall.
“You’re mine.”
“Thank fuck,” I murmured.
He sank his teeth into the fleshy part of my ass.
“Please don’t stop.”
He pushed his tongue back into me, and I arched my spine to give him even better access. He held me open and devoured me as he brought me right to the edge.
I reached for my dick, ready to finish myself off, but Devil grabbed my hand and sat back. “Don’t you dare.”
“Fuck. Do you know how close I am?”
“That is exactly where I want you. You know how good it is when I stretch it out and make you wait.”
“After dragging me up here and—”
“Do you want to be here? Do you want to be with me?”
Normally when he said things like that, his words were full of confidence, but right then he sounded strangely vulnerable, so I answered honestly.
“Yes, I want to be here, and yes, I would’ve kept putting you off if you hadn’t kidnapped me, but—”
“See? I did what I needed to do.”
“The fact that I wanted to finish an important case before going on a trip with you doesn’t mean I don’t care about you. It doesn’t mean I don’t want to take this time with you.”