I'm not sure why the thought of showering with Wam embarrassed me after what we had just done, but I suddenly felt shy. I wanted to cover
myself up, but that would make no sense at all. So instead I jumped out of bed and raced to the bathroom as I hollered, "race ya!"
I could hear Wam clambering toward the bathroom right behind me. As I reached for the shower door, his arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me backwards into his toned, muscular body. He began to nibble on my neck from behind and I instinctively turned my head away from him to give him better access. The kisses and nibbles from my ear to my collarbone and back, made my whole body tingle and my knees feel weak.
"I love the way you smell…mmm..the way you taste," he slid his hands up to cup my breasts in his palms, "the way you feel."
He pulled open the large glass shower door with his left hand and playfully swatted my behind with his right, "in you go beautiful."
I looked behind me as I stepped into the large shower with three shower heads, and saw a devilish grin on Wam's face. The glint in his eye made my heart beat speed up. He is so good looking, and I cannot believe he is mine. I shouldn't think like that. This could be just a fling for him. That thought made me feel less giddy and much more serious about where this is going. Wam said he hoped to meet a woman, fall in love, and start a family. What he didn't say, was that he wanted that with me.
Wam stepped into the shower behind me and turned me to face him. I wrapped my arms around his middle and rested my head on his chest as he heated the water for us. When the water was to his desired temperature, he back me into the spray from the shower head behind me. Wam took a step back and raised my chin to meet his eyes, "what's wrong Kynlee? Did I push you too fast, did I hurt you? Please… talk to me." Poor Wam sounded like someone kicked his cat, so sad.
I thought about my options, but knew I'd sound like the inexperienced, naive young girl I was if I told him I was falling for him. Instead I said, "no, I've enjoyed everything we did tonight. I love being close to you. I guess I'm just hoping Kedron will be okay at the rehab facility without having the surgery first. I'm sorry, I'm not trying to be a downer," I offered.
"Aww beautiful, it's okay. You can talk to me about anything. Should we go visit him in the morning?" Wam asked while stroking my hair back from my face.
"Yeah, I'd like that. You'll go with me?" I asked hopefully.
"Of course baby. I'd go almost anywhere with you," Wam said and paused while he kissed me, "just don't ask me to go sky diving. I'm not jumping from a perfectly good airplane."
I started laughing, "are you scared of heights Wam?"
"Not so much heights, it's just the idea of a piece of nylon as a parachute being the only thing to prevent my certain death....let's just say I don't have a lot of faith in parachutes. I ride in planes and helicopters, I just prefer to stay in the plane," he explained.
"Okay," I laughed, "okay. No sky diving." Wam poked me in the ribs, causing me to laugh and squirm. "Anything else I should know Dr. Wambleeska Teton?"
"I'm not a picky eater, but I'm not a fan of spinach. It may be fine for Popeye, but no matter how I prepared it, I'm just not a fan. If I have to eat it, I prefer it raw, not cooked. It reminds me too much of slimy seaweed when cooked. Blech!"
I laughed again at his expression when talking about slimy spinach. "Well, for the record, I like a little spice, but foods that are too spicy tend to give me indigestion. So if I want to enjoy myself after eating, I keep the spice to a minimum," I reply and then lean up on my toes and meet Wam's lips with my own. Enough talking. I reach to the side and grab the body wash from the holder on the stationary glass. I lather the soap in my hands before I begin to wash Wam's sculpted chest, shoulders, and down his arms. I grab a little more soap and apply to his hips, thighs, shins, and feet. Next I ask his to turn around by twirling my finger in the air. Wam turns with a smile. I put some shampoo in my hands and wash his hair before finishing lathering his back, his legs, and feet. I then grab the hand held sprayer, one of the three shower heads, and start by rinsing his hair and working down his body. "Please turn back around Wam," I say in a rather husky, sexy sounding voice if I do say so myself. Something about putting my hands on this naked God of a man, has ramped up my hormones and ignited a libido I didn't know existed.
I rinsed his face, neck, and down until all the soap was gone. I dropped the sprayer, grabbed a tad more body wash, lathered it in my hands, and began to stroke his manhood from root to tip and juggle his sac lightly in my hand. Wam put his head back with a gasp, "My gosh Lee, that feels so good. You keep they up, I'm going to embarrass myself."
I smile and play slightly longer before rinsing the soap. I never thought I'd do what I do next… I slowly drop to my knees on the tile, lick, and then take him in my mouth. He smells of body soap and Wam. My eyes watch his face for a reaction, and I'm not disappointed.
Wam sputters as he puts a hand on my wet hair near my ear, "what are you doing? You don't have to do that…Lee, your mouth feels so damn good."
I continued to lick the tip and then suck a few times before repeating the pattern. Only a few repetitions, and Wam said in a deep voice, "unless you want me to come in your mouth, you better stop."
I'm not sure what came over me, but my suction increased, as did my tempo. Wam's hips started to move slightly, forcing himself further into my mouth. I gagged when he went too deep but, wrapped my hands around his hips to give myself some leverage. Wam was panting in between moans, and something inside me felt powerful at being able to get such a strong response from a man like Wam. "Last chance baby, I'm gonna come," Wam said in a rush, but I didn't stop. A couple more thrusts and Wam grabbed my head and gave one final thrust as he held himself in my mouth and throat. When I gagged again, it was enough to send him over the edge, and he shot his salty cum down my throat. I had no choice but to swallow.
It took a few seconds, but he released my head with concern lacing his voice, "oh baby, did I hurt you?" He grabbed me by my upper arms and lifted me to a standing position as I shook my head in answer. Wam surrounded me in a huge hug and held me to his chest. Kissing the top of my head, he stroked his hands up and down my back. I loved being in his arms. I felt safe and cared for. Those were feelings I hadn't had since our parents died. i felt tears come to my eyes, for a reason other than my gag reflex this time.
What the hell was wrong with me? This was supposed to be a happy time, a fun time. why did I continue to have such morose thoughts? I may trust Wam with my life, but could I trust him with my heart?