Hot Running Water

Title: Hot Running Water
Series: Our Wicked Ways
Author: Aceetha/Dawn
E-Mail: shyspyke@toowicked.com
Disclaimer: This is pure fiction. Nothing in this story happened. I don't know the BSB's. If I did I wouldn't be sitting here writing this alright.

I open the bathroom door and drag Nick inside. OK, maybe drag is the wrong word. The way he's running into me almost knocking me over, trying to slow him down on the way to the bathroom fits the picture better.

Then again, it doens't sound as good does it?

Oh, getting sidetracked, sorry. Where was I. Oh yeah, naked Nick and bathroom.

I turn around and look at him, storing the image of him, naked and hard. Oh, now he's licking his lips again, and Godamnit that alone can make me come.

I push him back against the door kissing him. My tongue plays with his as I start to remove my clothes. When my pants and boxers are gone I break the kiss to get off my t-shirt, and by the look of his face, he never noticed I was removing any outfits.

He might be sexy as hell, but he ain't got a shred of attention. Wouldn't find a cat if it was walking on his shoulder.

Anyways.

He's noticed the lack of clothing, and in a second he's about to notice something else.

Oh yeah, he's about to notice a hell of a lot of things alright.

*****

I almost push him over on the way into the bathroom. Well, it's not my fault he's so slow.

He stares at me, and I lick my lips. I know that makes him crazy, horny as hell, and that's just the way I want him right now. Horny and ready to fuck me senseless.

His kissing doens't take me as surprise, and I open my mouth to welcome his tongue in, playing with it. My hands move around in his hair. I close my eyes, imagining that thing's we're gonna be doing.

An image of him fucking me in the shower comes to mind. So what if I just had one, Brian wasn't in there with me. Well, not for real anyways.

I pant as he breaks the kiss, to remove his t-shirt. He's naked now....

WOW, REWIND.

NAKED.

God I hate it when he does that. One of these days I'm gonna have to tell him to stop it. I wanted to remove his clothes. I wanted to seduce him this time. So how come he's the one in charge.

CUZ HE'S THE ONE WHO JUST DRAGGED ME INTO THE SHOWER.

*****

As we enter the shower I kiss him again, as I turn the heat of the water up. I push him against the shower wall, grinding my body against his, the friction making my cock even harder.

My mouth wanders to his neck, and I suck gently, making a nice small hicky. He moans my name, and his fingers trace circles on my back, pulling me closer to him.

He starts to thrust against me, and I leave his neck alone, going for his more sensible nipples.

My hands are in his hair now, and I play with his golen locks as our tongues dance a slow dance once more as he brings my head up to kiss me again.

Our movements are slowing down, we're not in a hurry. Not really.

I'm back at his nipple, sucking and nibbling at it, making him moan my name. His voice is filled to the rim with lust, making my blood run faster through my veins.

I drop to my knees in the shower, taking his throbbing cock into my mouth, sucking at it.

He thrust agains me, and his hands are in my hair in less than a second.

I move one of my hands to his balls, tracing a circle around one of them. I lick a path down his cock, from the head to the base. I move my tongue and lips to his balls, taking one in my mouth as sucking at it, running my tongue over it at the same time.

"Oh my God Brian. Do...that..again"

Nick is panthing over me, his knees threateing to give away under him. If possible I think his voice is even more filled with lust now.

Makes me wanna fuck him even more.

My mouth is back on his cock. I deep throat him, and he thrusts into me. I relax, and let him fuck my mouth. His pace is stady, slow, and I had no idea he has this kind of willpower. I sure as hell don't.

Hhe starts to move faster, and I let my hand run accross his balls again.

"God Brian. That feel so good baby"

I do it again, and get a series of high moanes back.

He is thrusting harder, getting closer to the edge.

But he's not quite there yet. I think I'm gonna have to help him on this one.

*****

"God Brian. That feels so good."

Oh my God, he is good. I thrust into his mouth again, and feel his hands on my balls.

My eyes have been closed for a while, but this I have to see.

I look down, and there it is. Brian in front of me, naked, hot water running down on him, and me. There's steam around him, and by God I love this image.

"HOLY CRAP. BRIIIAN"

I get thrown back in this world as Brian decides to stick one of his fingers in my ass. It didn't go far, but the feeling alone was enough to make me come.

I thrust a few more times, coming inisde his mouth. He's drinking it all, and when I'm done he keeps licking the tip of my softening cock.

I look down on him, and grab a hold of his shoulders, bringing him up to me for a kiss.

I taste myself in his mouth, and I love the feeling. Our tongues are only allowed to play for a little while though, before he pulls back.

"Turn..around" he says, panting hard.

I do as he says, and seconds later I feel his hands on my back.

"You need to be washed" I hear him say, close to my ear.

I turn my head around a little, and out lips meet in a little kiss.

"You gonna clean me up" I ask, trying to look innocent.

I don't think I pulled it off.

Might as well have licked my lips in other words.

"Oh yeah baby"

God, since when did he have a husky voice. And why doesn't he have it all the time. Damn sexy.

He reaches out and grabs the bar of soap, and starts to run circles on my back, rubbing it in. The foam runs down between my cheeks, and he grins a little, bringing the bar lower.

I lean back into the touch, loving the feeling of him washing my back. I could stay right here forever.

"Holy...Brian...don't you dare stop. Oh my God. I...oh...yeah."

I just realiced why he's washing my back, right about the time he inserted a finger into me. He's using the soap as lubricant, and you know what, it's working.

Within a minute another finger is inside me, and I want nothing more than for him to get his cock in there.

"Brian, will you get on with it"

I hear him giggle behind me. Oh, he is so gonna pay later on.

"No" I moan as he removes his fingers. Then I feel his cock at my entrance, and I push back against him, trying to make him do this faster.

I lean agains the wall now, needing something to support me on as he pushes slowly into me.

God, he's torturing me, and having a grand old time doing it.

Then he's inne, and I moan his name loudly as he pulls out and then slams into me, hitting my prostate. God yeah, do that again Brian.

His hand moves around and grabs a hold of my now erect cock. I shift my weight so I can move a hand down to help him.

Together we move over my cock as he thrusts into me, establishing a nice rhythm.

I can feel him going faster now, and I slam against him, panthing and moaning.

I don't know who's making more noice, me or Brian. He slams into me hard, and moves his hands faster. Then he hits my prostate hard, and comes. It takes me less than a second to follow him. I come all over the shower wall, and Brian comes inside me.

Then he pulls out and I turn around, grabbing a hold of him and bringing him in for a kiss. He leans against me and opens his eyes.

I looks at him, and smile, staring into those blue eyes.

"I love you" I say.

"I love you too" is the answer I get.

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