Page 65 of Inevitable

“Nothing at all. I just…I can't believe we get to do this. Be together for real. It just keeps hitting me that we actually found our way here…to each other,” I sighed happily, my smile feeling permanently screwed onto my face. “Tell me this is real…tell me we're real, Bash.”

His eyes softened and his lips curved upwards gently. “Yeah, Micah baby, we're real. I think we were always meant to end up here.” His gaze was riveted to mine, both relaxing me to my core and setting me on fire with need. That was how it was with him. He had the power to make me feel everything at once in dichotomous sensations. Fire and ice, pain and pleasure, peace and excitement, heaven and hell. With a single touch, he had it all rolling through me in turbulent, wondrous waves. I'd ride these waves forever if given the chance.

Bash brushed my lips with his in a brief kiss and rolled off the bed. He stood and stretched, gifting me with an impeccable view of his toned stomach under his sleep shirt, and a groan that made my cock do a little stretch of its own. Bash then smirked flirtatiously and held out his hand to me. “Care to join me in the shower?”

Gee, let me ponder that question for a nanosec—yes. Yes I would.

Keeping my enthusiasm tucked inside, I silently took his hand and let him pull me out of bed. We wasted no time divesting each other of our shirts and boxers. Bash opened my shower door and turned on the water, getting it to the perfect temperature before allowing me to step in. He grabbed his loofah and drizzled his body wash over it, permeating the air with his decadent scent. My cock twitched like a Pavlovian dogdrooling in response to his delicious smell.Ugh, he hasn't even touched us yet and you're already causing problems…down, boy!

Any doubts I had of Bash noticing my growing hard-on vanished when his smirk grew and he delicately ran a single finger down my length to the root and then back up, letting out a breathy chuckle when it jerked under his touch. I swallowed hard and forced myself to stay still so I wouldn't jump him prematurely. I could be patient. I could! Most days.

However, I was less than optimistic that today would be one of them when Bash took the loofah and ran it down my chest all the way to my dick, then circled the tip with the soft mesh. A moan escaped me and my eyes drooped as the stimulation set off electric sparks throughout my groin. Mercifully, he started washing the rest of my body in smooth, soft strokes, putting me in a trance that had all my focus narrowing down to his hands on my body. My breath came in soft pants as Bash washed everything from the waist down. One hand reached my ass and he pulled my cheeks apart, using the other hand to run the loofah through my crease in a teasingly slow speed.

My breathing stuttered at the feel of it, absently wondering how he would dirty me up now that he had me clean. Bash's eyes never left mine, the shimmering emeralds boring into me as his breathing increased to match me. The steam in the room mixed with the electricity crackling between us, creating a potent cocktail that had my pulse racing, my cock hardening, and my hole clenching in anticipation.

Like a switch being flipped, Bash's gentle patience turned into desperate need. His mouth descended on mine, my lips parting to him on instinct. Our tongues lashed together, moans mingling and blending. His hands dove into my hair, anchoring me to him. I pulled his hips into me and his cock slid against mine. I mewled into his mouth, but he abruptly pulled away and I whined at the absence.

“Turn around. Hands on the wall, baby,” Bash demanded, his pupils dilated and overtaking the lily pad irises. I spun around without hesitation and planted my hands on the tile, arching my back slightly. The vulnerable position had my ass popping out toward him in blatant invitation.

I heard him detach the shower head and bring the hose down to me. He ran the powerful jet of water between my cheeks, washing away the soap still hidden there and the feel of it had my hole contracting. A whimper was pulled from me when he slid the water jet down and under me, running the spray up and down my aching cock. He then cupped my balls from behind and fondled them gently, tugging and pulling in time with the up and down of the shower head. I was awash in sensations that were all too much and nowhere near enough.

“Oh god…baby, touch me,” I breathed, my head dropping back against my shoulders as I felt the tingling beginnings of an orgasm. He replaced the nozzle and brought his hands back to roam hungrily over my body, kissing and sucking at my shoulders and neck as he went.

“Damn, Micah baby, you are so beautiful. The things I want to do to your body…God, I want to fucking wreck you and put you back together so you know who owns every perfect inch of you. You'remine,” he rasped in my ear, and I swear my heart stopped beating. How many years had I dreamed of hearing him say those words?

“Say it,” he growled, his hands digging into my hips as his erection pressed against my crease. “Say who you belong to, baby.”

“You,” I gasped out. “I belong to you. Always you.”

“That's right, my love. Now tell me what you need.” His right hand made it's way down my spine to cup my ass cheek, squeezing it tightly and eliciting another moan.

“I need…” I stumbled over my thoughts, not knowing how to articulate this fierce craving I had. I just felt…empty. I was so empty and I needed him to fix it. “I need you in me…fill me, baby, please,” I begged him.

Bash smiled against my neck as he placed one more kiss there. “I know exactly what you need, sweetheart.” His warmth disappeared from behind me as he dropped to his knees. My eyes widened as Bash gripped my cheeks and separated them, and anticipation thrummed through me. I heard him hum softly as he kneaded my ass and got a full view of my tight center. I tensed involuntarily, causing my hole to pucker and wink, and he let out a guttural groan.

“Fuuuck, that is so hot, baby,” Bash whispered roughly. “Your sweet little hole is so needy already. I want to feel it clench around my tongue. Is that what you want, M? Do you want me to fill you that way?”

Holy fucking hell, yes yes yes. I need his tongue in me before I spontaneously combust.

“God yes, Bash. I want your tongue so badly! I want it everywhere.” I was mindless with desire, on edge from the tension building to toxic levels within me.

“If you insist, baby,” Bash chuckled darkly before his tongue darted out to lick a long, wet strip between my ass.

“Fuck!” I spasmed from the incredible feel, my skin on fire. Bash ran the tip of his tongue around my rim, teasing the edges and drawing out inhuman sounds from deep within me. I clawed at the wall and pushed back on his tongue, silently pleading with him for more.

He then started to lick and suck at my hole like a man starved ofhis favorite meal. His groans and the wet, sopping noises he was making surrounded me, cocooning me in a filthy symphony of depravity. I was soaking in the pleasure of it, ready to drown in everything he had to give. He sucked for another minute and then his tongue speared the relaxed, swollen entrance. I gave a shout, back arching to feed him more of my ass, my dick pulsing precum.God, this is what I fucking needed. I want him to own every part of me.

“Holy shit…do it again. Fuck me with your tongue, Bash. Deep as you can.”

Bash growled and plunged his tongue back inside as far as it would go, and white lights exploded behind my eyes. Ecstasy spiked in my veins like an electric charge, the feeling unrivaled. I lost all concept of self-control as my moans rang out around us, and I couldn't find a shit inside me to give if anyone heard me.

“Goddamn, you taste so fucking sweet, Micah…let me hear you, baby. Let me hear how badly you want it. Give me every filthy noise you have.” His voice was a hoarse rumble, ravaged with lust. He dove back in, his tongue pushing further into the tight tunnel. A yelp ripped from my throat and my cock leaked like a sieve. I felt my orgasm swell, an incessant need to come surging in my veins.

“Sweet fuck, Bash…you fill me so good, baby…I can't wait til it's your cock inside me…ffffuck, you're gonna make me come.” My hips were thrusting backwards in time with his tongue pumping inside me. Bash's groans grew louder and more frantic as I felt the thick, wet muscle inside me twist around. I cried out as pleasure burst forth from every atom in my being, my climax so dangerously close and yet unreachable.

“Bash! Oh fuck me, I want to come…” My eyes squeezed tight as I prepared to plummet over the edge he had dragged me to. Just as I was about to detonate, Bash pulled away and my knees nearly gave out from the incredible loss.

“Noooo! Baby please, I was so close!” I cried, actual tears seeping out from frustration.

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