“It’s the sexiest crack I’ve ever seen,” he says as he grabs my ankles and pulls me toward him since I was clearly inadequate about removing my underwear. He slides them down my hips before giving my ass a smack.
I roll over and hook his waist with my ankles, yanking him to me so I can grab his shirt and pull it off. It gets a little stuck on his head, so I tug and yank until I pull it free. “You know this wouldn’t happen if your shirts weren’t so tight?”
“That one wasn’t my fault. I told you not to dry it.”
He acts like a little bit of dryer time was enough to do this. “I told you not to leave me in charge of your shirts.”
“Soon they’ll be small enough for Bear to wear.”
“He’d look better in them anyway,” I tease.
He gives me a look like he’s horrified. “Excuse me while I cry.”
“No! You have to fuck me. You can cry while doing it, if you want. It was really cute when you were crying at the movie theater the other day.”
“I wasn’t crying.”
“You were sure sniffing a lot.”
“Allergies. It’s not my fault you have no heart.”
“I have a heart, but I’d already looked it up to see if the dog died so I knew and I wouldn’t cry like a baby like you were.”
“Did you really?” he asks.
I grin as I nod. “Okay! Enough about fictional dogs dying. Give me your penis.”
“You have to unclothe it first.”
“That is very true,” I say as I pull his zipper down before sliding my hands past his hips and under his underwear to his bare ass which I squeeze.
“You already got so distracted by my ass that you forgot what you were doing, didn’t you?” Shepherd asks.
I grin at him before giving him a kiss. “Maybe a little bit.”
“Need help?”
“Maybe a little bit,” I joke as he pushes his pants down. I draw my hands over his hips to his cock and teasingly run a single finger up the underside. I reach back up his hips before pushing into him so he drops onto the bed. Then I climb onto his lap as he scoots back until he’s leaning against the headboard.
“So, sexy bodyguard, what could I do for you to protect my body?”
“Literally, you could do anything or nothing. The moment you smile I just lose all function of my brain. Clearly, you’ve done something to me,” he teases.
“It’s just the power of my love,” I say as I wrap my hand around his cock and draw my fingers up to the head before rubbing my thumb over it. When I lean in to kiss him, his cock presses against mine as his hands slide up my thighs, caressing and teasing.
He runs his hand down my back before a wet finger is drawn over my hole. He slowly pushes his finger inside me as I stroke our cocks together, hand running over both of them as my lips press against his.
While it took a little while for Shepherd to have no aversions to sex, I think it all relied on trust. The longer we were together, the more he’d open up and accept me doing more things to him, instead of fixating on only pleasuring me. He began to enjoy and even look forward to sex, although there were times I saw a hint of hesitation that made me pull back and go a route that he’s more comfortable with. But that hasn’t happened in well over a year at this point. It’s like he’s learned how to love the connection sex can create with the person you love.
Someday, I hope I can erase all of his memories of that time, and maybe I have, but I don’t want him to ever think about it. I want him to love himself and his body as much as I do.
A second finger joins the first, moving inside me as he holds me close to him.
“I love you so much,” I whisper against his lips.
He smiles at me. “I love you too. More than you realize.”
“I know, you risked quite a bit for me… so much for me and that was even before you fell in love with me.”
He grins at me. “Very true,” he says as I grab the lubricant and spread it over his thick cock. I draw my hand down him as another finger joins the others inside