Page 99 of What if I Told You

“Good. I want to hear you come.” He flicks my clit with added pressure from his thumb and pinches one of my nipples, twisting it in his fingers as he bites my bottom lip.

“Fuck! Auggie! I’m going to…oh God…”

My eyes squeeze shut and my mouth falls open once again only this time it’s my voice ringing out from inside it as I groan so loud I wonder if Auggie’s neighbors hear me. When I come back to my senses, Auggie wraps his arms around me and kisses me once, twice, three times around my neck.

“Sit up just a smidge for me.”

I hold on to the sides of the tub and raise myself up, watching behind me as he grips his large cock and strokes it from root to tip. He moans to himself and then swings a hand around my waist once again.

“Alright I’m ready, babe. Have a seat on my cock.” He guides me back down lining himself up with my entrance and then without warning thrusts his pelvis upwards and slams me down on him.

“Oh, my God!” I groan as he stretches me, filling me with his girth.

“Fuuuck,” he moans. “So goddamn tight.” He takes a few deep breaths and blows them out. “You’re incredible, El. Fucking incredible.” He pulls me back against him so my back rests against his chest and then pulls his knees up so I’m basically cradled in his lap. He palms both of my breasts, squeezing my nipples, and then pushes his pelvis up again impaling me with his cock.

I gasp. “Oh fuck! August!”

“Babe, your pussy is so tight like this.” He grunts against my ear. “I’m sorry that I won’t last long because you feel so fucking good.” He thrusts up again and then again creating a pounding rhythm of penetration that has me at the precipice in a matter of seconds. Water sloshes around us as his movement creates crashing waves. It spills out onto the bathroom floor but we pay it no mind. The messier the better.

“Yes! August!” I shout. “It’s sooo fucking good. Please…please don’t stop.”

He palms my tits and thrusts into me, the sound of his grunts turning me on more than I ever could have thought possible. “Fuck, El. I’m almost there.”

“Harder, Auggie. More!” I cry. “I need you.”

His hold on my tits is strong and unrelenting as he pumps into me and pulls my body down over him. I give him whatever help I can but I can’t move much in this position. Our skin slaps together as our bodies connect and it is music to my ears. To finally have the ability to connect to August like this, skin to skin, is euphoric. He reaches down between my spread legs and rubs my clit with his finger as he fucks me and that’s all I need to reach the edge of the cliff and jump fearlessly right off. My body shakes and my stomach hollows and then I’m screaming his name once again.

“August! Oh God! Fuck! I’m coming, August!”

My pussy spasms and clamps like a vise around his cock as I come. He gasps and grunts loudly in my ear. “Shit! It’s so…fucking…tight!” He grips my hips and holds me still as he pumps harder and faster a few more times and then he explodes inside me. “Ahh, shit. Fucking Hell…”

His cock still inside me, he lightens his hold on me, his touch now soft and tender. He kisses my shoulder and then nuzzles his chin into the crook of my neck hugging me to him and holding me for a few calm, warm moments while we come down from our highs.

“What if I told you I want to get a tattoo?” he murmurs a few minutes later.

“I would say let’s go!” I turn my head slightly so I can see him. “What kind of tattoo?”

“A tree.”

“A tree?”

“Mhmm.”

“Why a tree?”

He slides his warm wet hand over my left breast, his fingers tracing the small owl tattoo I have there. “Because the owl needs a tree.”

His answer takes my breath away.

The owl needs a tree.

“That might be one of the most meaningful things anyone has ever said to me, Auggie.” I swallow back tears because I don’t want to make too much of his comment but also, I think I just fell a little harder for this man.

My best friend.

My home.

“What if I told you I never knew sex with someone I love could be so powerful?” he asks.

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