133 Life with you part 8

She lowered, completely submerged except her pert breasts that floated proudly atop the water. Held tight in her grip was a bar of soap. She dipped it into the water and began working up a lather. He swallowed hard when she placed the bar against his chest and began working it across the expanse of his torso. She leaned forward trying to reach his shoulder, but brushed the over-eager head of his shaft and pulled back in a sharp intake of breath. He followed her focus to where the water met his abs and watched as a shy hand reached out toward that area.

He quickly snatched her hand and spun her around causing water to splash out of the tub. "None of that, kitten." He whispered hoarsely against her ear. He reached around her and took the bar of soap from her trembling hands. He pushed her hair over one shoulder as he dampened the bar and began stroking it over her arm. He placed a light kiss to her bared shoulder as he snaked one arm around her waist. "I know your curiosity is spiked at what you saw this morning; but trust me, kitten, you're not ready and I'm nearing my breaking point." He guided her backward toward him this time letting his full length press against her back as he brought her against his chest.

Jos let out a shocked breath as the rows of hard metal she'd gotten a glimpse of this morning now bit into her back. It hadn't been his manhood that had surprised her so much, or seeing its large girth clasped in his hand. It had been the numerous bars matching the one through his nipple that ran the length of his shaft that had caused her to hide her face. She wasn't as naïve as he seemed to think. She'd seen dolphin and other creatures in spring. She had the general gist of how things worked... except seeing his length and the piercings there had not been part of that gist. Her mind had been so focused on the hard rigid length pressed against her spine, she'd not realized until his inner wrist brushed across one pert nipple that he was now washing her. Her eyes trailed the soap as he moved it down the center of her chest, avoiding her breasts as much as possible. She gave a small shiver when his hot breath caressed her neck.

Jos let out a moan as she wiggled against the new sensations of his hand. She twisted her upper body around as much as she could gripping his thick thigh with one hand for leverage and knotting her hands in his hair with the other. Her mouth fell into an O when he released his grasp on her face and lowered the hand to her breast. It was too much. A strong spasm stiffened her body. She pressed her forehead against his chest and clung to his neck and hips. Her thighs tightened, pinning his fingers in place as the area they'd been moving against pulsed wildly.

Arei chuckled against the top of her head as he slid his hand out from between her thighs and hooked it under her legs. He lifted them from the tub and grabbed one of the towels from stack on the small stand. He wrapped it around her and carried her back to the bed. Setting her down he kissed her lips lightly. "Now sleep, kitten. That was enough excitement for one night." It was his turn to draw in a sharp breath as fingers brushed the tip of his shaft. "No...not toni-" His words drown as she ran a finger over the ridge of bars. Her heated eyes held his the usual curiosity gone, replaced now by hunger. She circled her hand around him as she'd seen him do. "Fuck, kitten..." He breathed. He bent and captured her lips for a long passionate kiss. He clasped his hand over her unmoving grip. He stroked her hand up his length once, twice, then broke the kiss. His eyes held hers and his hand still gripped her around him. "Enough for tonight." He growled gently. "Get some sleep, you are already tired." He pulled her fingers free and smiled when her eyes moved from his to his still angerly hard dick. "Don't worry about me, another cold dip will have it gone soon enough." The last thing he wanted to do was shoot his seed all over her the first night they moved past kissing. He bent and pressed his lips to hers once again. "Stay this time." He whispered against her lips before straightening and heading back to the tub.

He submerged his entire body and head this time. Every inch of him wanting to scream at his sudden sense of sexual morals. His cock throbbed painfully below the water and his grip tightened on the edge of the tub. No doubt her eyes were still on him. He pressed up out of the water and nearly headbutted her. "You're not going to make this easy on me, are you?" He asked his words tight with the need still coursing through him.

She shook her head, as she stared back at him. "I want you and you need me." She said flatly." Her hand moved cautiously toward the water. This time when her hand sank below the water and she traced a finger over his length, he didn't stop her... couldn't stop her.

He squeezed his eyes together tightly. It was obvious she had absolutely no clue what she was doing, but for some reason her fumbling, trembling hands caused pleasures he'd not felt before. With each testing slid of her finger across his length and the piercings found there, the knot in the pit of his stomach tightened. Finally unable to take it anymore, his eyes flew open and his hand shot out to clasp behind her neck. He pulled her closer finding her lips in a heated kiss. He pulled her hand away from his cock and pushed up from the tub bringing her with him once again. He kept his mouth locked on hers until the front of his legs came in contact with the mattress. He laid her still naked body across it and lowered to his knees on the hard, wooden floor. Her passion filled eyes met his in questioning as he met her gaze from between her thighs. "I'm going to kiss you here." He told her as he pressed his lips to her inner thigh as warning. He pressed her legs farther apart and massaged the tender flesh of her thighs, hips and pelvis. Their eyes remained locked, but she didn't protest only watched in curiosity as he lowered his mouth closer to her mound. He smiled up at her as he flicked his tongue across her clit and her head feel back against the mattress. He moved one of his hands down to his own throbbing hard cock and began matching the strokes of his tongue against her bud with the strokes of his fist around his cock. When he felt his own release begin to build he coaxed her. "Don't fight it, kitten. Just like in the tub with my hands earlier, let go." He moved his free hand to her bud and began stroking it while teasing her opening with his tongue, dipping it in and out in shallow strokes.

Jos let out a loud cry as she bucked against his mouth. Her spine lifted from the mattress and her hands found his hair, clinging tightly to it. Her release was all he needed. He pumped his fist against his cock harder as he lapped up all the fluids of her release with his mouth. Her fingers tighten and her nails dug into his scalp. He shot his load with force against the bottom of the mattress as she finally went limp beneath him.

He pushed himself up from the floor and lifted her into his arms. He righted her on the mattress and for the first time since they'd been together, he crawled into the bed with her. He pulled her still lax body into his arms and held her tightly against his naked body. "Are you alright, kitten?" He asked stroking the damp strands of hair from her face.

Her eyes met his. They were the tired, well loved eyes of a woman. She nodded but didn't try to speak between the heavy breaths she was still taking.

He smiled down at her and placed a light kiss to her forehead, letting his lips linger. His smile widened in response to her tired smile. "You are beautiful like this, kitten." He traced a finger across her lips before pressing his mouth to hers. This time her tongue met his without hesitation or encouragement. He treaded his fingers gently into her hair and pulled her against his collar, before rolling onto his back and pulling her with him. He stroked his long thick fingers against the smooth skin of her back and cupped his other hand over one of hers that rested against his chest. He placed a light peck to the top of her head and whispered, "Sweet sleep, Love." He continued holding her and caressing her back and the arm resting across him until her breathing finally evened out before he allowed himself to drift of to sleep as well.

And it was the best sleep he'd had in his incredibly long life.