again, allow his family to step in, to surround him, to help him steady the ground that seemed so fucking shaky.
“Your son is going to see how strong his father is, and he’s going to know you would have done everything humanly possible to protect his mother,” I murmured, my body shuddering from the cold. “He’s going to love you, anyway.”
His breathing was heavy, his shoulders visibly rising and falling, and I knew it was because in his own head, he was fighting my words, but in his gut, he knew they were true.
He cleared his throat.
I wanted to touch him, to run my hands over him. There was nothing like feeling his heart racing beneath my fingertips, matching the time to my own, trying to figure out who was more turned on or more excited. But that wasn’t what he needed right now, and it was more important that he got that.
It wasn’t very often he got like this. Sure, Shotgun liked to have control in the bedroom. And I like to push those boundaries because it made it far more fun. But there were times where he needed me just to give in to him, to let him find his balance again.
“Hands up above your head.”
I eased my hands back, clasping them together before lifting them over my head and pressing my body hard against the cold tile wall. The second I was stretched out in front of him, he took advantage, taking my breasts in handfuls and directing the right one into his mouth. My thighs clenched, my pussy instantly beginning to throb as his tongue flicked at my nipple.
He switched, moving to the other side. I tilted my head back, squeezing my eyes shut while my mouth hung wide open, already fighting for each breath. “Fuck,” I cursed when my nipple finally popped from his mouth, and he stepped back, allowing the cold spray of water to hit the hot little bud. The sensation making my clit pulse hard like it was screaming for attention.
When I didn’t get any for a few moments, I opened my eyes and dropped my gaze.
He was watching me.
His hand on his cock, squeezing and pulling long, hard strokes.
“Bet you want to come already, don’t you?” he rasped, drawing me from my entrancement. He stepped in slightly, his fingertips brushing my hip as he reached past to turn off the water. The spray shut off instantly, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he pressed his hands to the tiles on either side of me and leaned in. “Put it in your mouth.”
With his face an inch from mine, I slowly drew my arms down, holding eye contact as I reached out and wrapped my fingers on one hand around this long, thick cock. “Mm,” I hummed, fighting the urge to direct it between my legs and beg him to fill me.
Control.
Give him control.
“Yes, sir,” I whispered, squeezing it tightly at the base as I moved to a squatting position. My legs open and apart—purposefully. I placed my free hand on the side of his lower stomach for balance before I used my tongue to circle the tip first. My breathing caught when his abdominal muscles tightened beneath my hand, twitching again when I eagerly leaned back in and circled the tip of his cock for a second time.
“Avery…” he growled, the rumble in his voice so deep and gravely that a rush of goosebumps washed over my entire body at the warning.
The brat in me was desperate to do it again, knowing the level of pleasure his punishments brought me—but the last thing Shotgun needed right now was me fucking with him and pushing him to places that I wasn’t sure he would cope with being right now.
Maybe this was why neither of us ever sought out anyone else because we knew the other understood what we wanted, what we needed.
The way we fucked was different.
There were some dom and sub elements to it—though neither of us was looking to label it that way—that I wasn’t sure we even expected when we started fucking. It was something we’d learned together, something that had come naturally between us outside the bedroom with him being the president and me being the club whore, who pushed his patience and rules to doing the same when we fucked.
Sucking his cock into my mouth finally, he cursed.
“Fuck, Avery,” he hissed through his teeth as I drew back before sucking it deep again, pausing for a few