Page 45 of Choose Me

Fucking hell. “The second one. Definitely!”

I toss the covers aside and am up and out of bed in a flash, tugging Erik’s hand. I have no delusions I’ll be able to move his hulking body, but hopefully it will encourage him. He laughs and rolls off the mattress, stumbling along behind me. “So eager.”

“Duh.” There’s no point in denying it. “Who wouldn’t be eager to have a gorgeous man sucking their cock?” I pull him into the bathroom and turn on the shower.

“I think I liked you better when you weren’t so sassy.”

I snort and snag my toothbrush and the toothpaste from the medicine cabinet, handing Erik the sparkly purple one that’s his to use when he stays overnight. At my last dentist visit, my choice of toothbrush options had been sparkly purple or white with unicorns. I made the correct choice. “You like me no matter what.”

He leans over and kisses my head. “You’re right.”

We brush our teeth and use the toilet, and by the time I step under the spray, the water is nice and hot. Erik steps in behind me, slipping his arms around my waist, leaning in to nuzzle my neck. I shiver with pleasure, absolutely loving how he can turn me to goo instantly. As he drags his lips down my neck, he snakes a hand over my body, palming my half-hard dick as his own very hard, very large cock presses into my lower back. I lean against him and close my eyes. “I wish we had more time.”

“Mmm. Me too. I’d kiss you all over, worship your body with my lips and hands, until you’re trembling.”

“You’re making it sound like that would take effort. My legs are wobbly now, and all you’ve done is touch me lightly and whisper in my ear.” I close my eyes, enjoying his hands roaming over my body.

“Tell me how you want this,elskling. Tight and fast, or loose and slow?”

“Both.” My laugh is cut off by my groan as Erik strokes me slowly, adding a twist at the top before relaxing his grip on the downstroke. “But we don’t have a lot of time.”

He nips at my ear. “Mmm. I did promise you I’d suck you off.”

My dick jumps as my body coils in anticipation. Erik turns my back to the spray and sinks to his knees. With a wicked grin, he licks up the length of my now aching cock, making me gasp as he sucks me into the warm wetness of his mouth. “Oh, fuck.” I slip my fingers into his damp hair. “Fuuuuck.” He’s watching me intently, but his warm blue eyes are full of affection, and my chest aches with all the things I’m feeling right now. “That’s so good.”

He sucks slightly harder, running the tip of his tongue under the ridge of my cock. “Oh, fuck. That’s… Oh, fuck.” I reach for the wall to steady myself. “This is so much better than I ever imagined a shower blowjob would be.” I lock my knees to keep my hips steady, but he slides his hands up the back of my thighs and cups my ass, encouraging me to thrust into his mouth. Shit, that’s so hot. I rock my hips, slowly at first, but he pulls me forward a little faster each time. My cock shuttles in and out of his mouth, and the tingling at the base of my spine intensifies. This isn’t going to take long at all.

Erik kneads the muscles of my ass, fingers spreading me open with each squeeze, teasing my hole with the spray from the shower. He makes me feel gorgeous and strong, and it must be where my courage comes from, because before I can think about it, I tell him what I want. “Touch me.” Without hesitating, Erik slides a finger down the crack of my ass and lightly brushes the tip against my hole. I moan and thrust into his mouth. “Oh fuck. Fuck.” He hollows his cheeks as he presses his fingertip inside me. “Oh Fuck!” I come so hard I see stars.

When my vision clears, Erik’s head is resting against my abdomen, and he’s gripping one of my hips so tightly I’ll probably have bruises. His broad, muscled back expands with each gasp for breath. I stroke his hair and he slowly turns his face up, a satisfied smile firmly in place. “Okay?”

I bend down to kiss him, tasting myself on his tongue. “Yeah. So good.” I tug on his arm until he’s standing, then slide my hand over his hip and along his thigh, reaching for his cock. He grabs my wrist and chuckles. “Sorry. Sensitive. Couldn’t wait. That was too fucking hot.”

I’m oddly proud thathegot off watchingmeget off, even though he put in all the effort. “It really was.” I brush my fingertips along the ridges of his abdomen and wrap my arms around his waist, squinting as the water from the shower splashes onto my head. “Thank you. That was amazing.”

He cups my face with his hands and kisses me gently, sending gentle waves of bliss through my tired limbs. I love when he does this. “You are very welcome,elskling. It was my pleasure.“ He reaches behind me to grab a bottle of shampoo and hands it to me. “Now, if you’re done distracting me, let’s wash, or we’ll be late.”

The rest of our shower takes longer than it should, mostly because I can’t keep my hands to myself, but we finish before the water goes cold and still manage to get dressed and to the restaurant before Stef.

I just sit down when he comes sweeping across the dining room to our table. “Good morning, babes.” He kisses each of us on the cheek, unbuttoning his berry red peacoat and flinging it over the empty chair between us. “How is everyone this morning?” His eyes flit between us, then slowly narrow. “What are you two up to?”

Somehow, we’ve managed to avoid getting together with Stef the morning after one of Erik’s sleepovers. It always felt like tempting fate, and now I know I was right. This is very much like playing with fire. My pulse hammers wildly, and it takes every ounce of control not to act guilty. Erik doesn’t miss a beat, though. “Nothing. Jules was going to tell me about the latest with the new boss at work.”

That distracts Stef immediately. He leans in, eyes alight with curiosity. “I washopingyou’d spill the tea.”

My stomach growls and I hold up a hand. “How about we get food first and then we can talk while we eat?”

Stef sighs dramatically. “All right.” We place our beverage order with the server, then Stef makes a shooing motion and pushes back his chair. “Let’s go.”

We join the buffet line, snaking through the various food stations until our plates are overflowing and we need to stop adding more to the pile or risk it falling to the floor. I carefully weave my way back to the table, drop into my seat, and fall on my food like a starving man. I guess I worked up an appetite this morning. That has me grinning through the first few silent minutes when we’re all busily inhaling food.

I should have known Stef would pick up on it. He pins me with a narrow-eyed stare. “Okay, spill. What’s that look for?”

It takes me a moment to realize he’s speaking to me. I glance at Erik, unsure what to say. “Um. I’m enjoying the food?”

There’s a moment where I’m sure Stef is going to call bullshit, and rightfully so, but he waves his hand dismissively and grins at Erik. “So, you’re bright eyed and bushy tailed. Sleep well?” I choke on my potato wedge and they both turn towards me. Stef reaches for my hand. “Are you all right? Seriously, what’s wrong with you this morning?”

I grab my water, chugging half the glass before gesturing to my throat. “Wrong pipe.”

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