Page 117 of Play Room Actor

I crouched down, mesmerized by having his beautiful ass right in front of me. I kneaded and kissed his buttocks devotedly. Then I went deeper, licked the crack and found Dominic’s hole. I gently poked it and elicited a soft moan from him.

“Stand wider.”

I caressed his balls and his cock—which was getting harder.

“Kil … Just because I said that before … I don’t know if this is a good idea.”

“What? This?” I jerked his length and fingered his entrance with my other hand. “Concentrate on the back door. It doesn’t matter what’s going on up front.”

His muscles relaxed and his posture no longer seemed so stiff.

“That’s good,” I praised him, fully aware that such words took away his fear. I didn’t want him to panic about not being able to stand up for himself, because there were too many other ways to have fun.

He liked orders, and I liked giving them to him. But today I didn’t want to go too far. I wanted to show him how normal I could be. That was important to me, because last time I had clearly lost control.

Not wanting to hurt him, I got the lubricant from the mirror cabinet and went back to him. I tilted the shower head aside, slathered some gel on my fingers, and prepared Dominic.

“Oh shit …” he gasped, bracing himself against the wall. “It’s been too long.”

It was hard for me to slow down, but I did it for his sake. God! I think I would have done anything for him. Anything he would have asked of me. I didn’t count for myself anymore. All that was important to me was that he felt comfortable.

Finally, I applied lubricant and positioned myself at his entrance. I nibbled on his earlobe, wrapped my hands around his upper body, and played with his nipples.

“You’re driving me crazy,” I whispered in his ear and snuggled up to him from behind.

His warmth was electrifying.

His heavy breath was intoxicating.

The way the drops of water collected on him and drizzled over his skin was true art.

I bit his shoulder and jerked his length, which was still hard, and thrust my pelvis up and down so that my cock rubbed against the crack of his butt.

“Don’t make me wait any longer,” he begged in a shaky voice.

“I just didn’t want to rush anything.”

“You’re not.”

So I put the tip back on and slowly penetrated him. Dominic squirmed and gasped. “Relax,” I breathed into his neck as I rested my forehead against the back of his head and paused for a moment.

Dominic breathed deeply, in and out. I could feel his muscle loosening and pushed myself further into him.

“Shit, that’s hot.”

As I started to move slowly, he craned his neck and closed his eyes. Seeing how much he was enjoying it filled me with euphoria. Heat rushed into my lap and exploded in my cock. Dominic’s groan told me that he noticed the swelling too.

Sinking into him, over and over, felt perfect. The warmth, the tightness and the depth I could penetrate to the hilt fueled my desire with each subsequent thrust.

Dominic panted as he rested his forearms on the wall.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes … Harder.”

“Oh shit! You have to be careful what you say, babe. I can’t put it off much longer.”

I held onto his hips and picked up the pace. The slapping of our wet skin echoed in the shower and mixed with the hissing of the water. The harder I took Dominic, the louder his moans became. He laid his left forearm horizontally and jerked himself off with the other hand in rhythm with my thrusts.