Page 24 of Always Been You

I can’t remember a time I was this happy. I’ve soaked in James’ bathtub several times over the past year but I’ve always been alone. I’ve fantasized about taking a sexy bubble bath with this man probably more times than I can count but I never thought we’d get here. He’s sitting behind me with his legs spread and I’m seated between his legs with my back resting against his chest. His lips haven’t left my neck since we settled in and I wouldn’t mind spending the rest of my life submersed in these bubbles.

“We should talk about it, right?”

“Hmmm?” he asks just as his tongue darts out to trace my ear and for a moment I’m speechless. He’s ready to go again? We had sex twice before we moved to the bathtub so we could clean the blood off of us. But we’ve been in here for close to an hour I think, and I am getting the feeling I won’t be getting out without another orgasm.

“Talk about…this?” I let out a breath before turning my head to the side so I can see him a little better.

“I would rather make you come again.” He cups my sex possessively. “You wouldn’t let me eat your pussy.”

“Because I was bleeding, James.” And seriously, I had to basically fight him off of me.

“I didn’t care. I wanted you to come again,” he tells me and I wonder if he’s done that before.

“Have you…done that?” I wrinkle my nose at the thought. “It’s blood…”

“It’s you.” He bites down on my shoulder and I melt. “And to answer your question, no I haven’t.”

I turn around and pull him towards the middle of the tub so I can wrap my legs around his back. “James, I’m serious. This is…big.”

“Are you talking about my dick?” He cocks his head to the side and a playful smile finds his lips.

I splash him and give him my best serious look. “Did I not just say I was serious?”

“It’s hard to have a serious conversation while you’re naked in my lap, Gabrielle. Especially not while I can see my teeth marks on your nipples.” I look down and see that some of the bubbles have dissolved and my breasts are riddled with hickeys. I look up at him and can’t help the smile that finds my face. I crawl into his lap, the heaviness of the potential conversation forgotten as I slide back down onto his dick. “I can’t do that conversation right now, Gabby. Not now. Just… can we pretend for the night we don’t have to?”

I nod, though the anxiety over what we’ve done and where we can possibly go from here has already begun to take flight. “I can’t lose you, James. You’re my person,” I tell him honestly. He was already my entire heart and now we’ve taken this step.

“Stop,” he says just as my phone starts ringing. I look towards the sink where it’s placed and roll my eyes. “Who would be calling you this late?”

“I don’t know? Probably someone related to us.”

I begin to slide up off of him when he grabs my hand and holds me in place. “Ignore it,” he tells me. “If it’s important, they’ll call me too. Anyone else can wait. I need to fuck your pretty cunt again.”

His words send goosebumps everywhere, despite the warm water we are submerged in. I begin to ride him slowly, careful to not send water everywhere. He grips my ass with one hand and grabs my neck with the other. A spark flutters through my body and explodes at my sex at the feeling. “You like that?” he asks as he squeezes my neck and I nod.

“Yes.”

“Fuck. Of course, you do. You were fucking made for me.” He squeezes harder as I ride him, wrapping his large hand around my neck. He times his squeezes with his thrusts making me feel deliciously taut with each passing second. I haven’t come during intercourse yet, but the way my clit is splintering with every thrust, I think there’s a good chance it’ll happen this time.

I close my eyes and ride the feeling, my breath coming out in spurts as he constricts my windpipe. “Oh, there it is,” he whispers. “This is what my baby likes.” I grip his arms as I try to steady myself. “You’re going to come, aren’t you?” I nod, the question of how he knows that failing to fall from my lips. It’s as if I can’t make the words come out. “Fuck, Gabrielle, you’re squeezing me so fucking hard.” His hand, not around my neck, squeezes my ass harder as he helps me move up and down.

“Yessss.” My eyes twitch behind my lids as he hits a spot he hasn’t found before and I assume it’s that notorious G-spot. “Right there,” I sputter out between breaths.

“Is that your spot? The spot that will have you screaming my name, angel?” He lowers my face down to his and licks my bottom lip. “You scream my name when you come, understand?”

I nod. My clit tingles painfully and every time he taps my G-spot my chest feels like it gets tighter. I’m wound so tight at this point, I know this orgasm is going to be both spectacular and intense. “James, I…”

“Yes, baby. Tell me.”

“I…can’t.”

“Yes, you can.”

I hear James’ phone ringing in the distance and more than likely whoever was calling me is now calling him and it briefly distracts me, but I don’t open my eyes. “Ignore it,” he grits out and squeezes my neck tighter. “Focus on me. On my cock. On my voice. On how I’m touching you. Focus on that feeling between your legs. Focus on the fact that I’m going to put my mouth on your pussy the second we are out of this tub.”

I swallow his words and they feed my soul. I’ve been deliriously in love with this man for years and now here he is inside of me whispering all these dirty words to me. It’s enough to push me over the edge.

“Get there, angel,” he tells me just as one of his fingers that had been digging into the flesh of my ass moves between my cheeks and circles my hole just as he tightens his grip even more on my throat. “I want this too,” he tells me and my skin feels as if it’s been set on fire.

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