Chapter 20 - Vivian

Warm water cascaded down my body, immediately soothing me as it rained down all around me. It pulled that uncomfortable sweaty dampness out of my skin and left me feeling surrounded by warmth instead.

It took the edge away from how gross I had felt after being sick and was refreshing, much to my relief.

But it didn't take long to feel his presence behind me, spurring excitement through my entire system.

Ari approached, caging me against the wall as he loomed over me and moved my hair to expose my shoulder. With one hand against the tiles next to my head and the other on my waist, he leaned in and pressed a kiss against my skin before slowly trailing them up my neck.

I sighed at the feeling of his lips against me, pushing me further into a state of anticipation. A shiver ran down my spine as his hand just barely held me, making sure I couldn't get away from him.

Tilting my head to the side, I offered him better access, eager to feel more of those delicate sensations.

He moved with such an agonizingly slow speed that I could feel my patience waning. As much as I wanted to soak in his affections, each kiss made me hungry for more, squirming as his lips continued to crawl upwards.

I let go of a breathless moan as his teeth teased against my skin just below my ear, making me feel just how ready I was for him.

The heat between my legs said it all, aching for his touch and for the relief it would inevitably bring me. The only problem was getting him there.

Even if Ari seemed just as worked up as I felt, he was being deliberate with every action, not diving straight in like I wanted him to. And even if I wanted to let that happen, the raw desperation in me was dying to cut to the chase.

As bravely as I could manage, I turned myself around to face him, finding his lust-ridden eyes staring down at me as a satisfied smile settled on his lips.

Suddenly needing to feel them more than anything, I closed the gap and brushed mine against his, addicted to how full his lower lip was.

Savoring every second of it, I could feel myself getting lost in the exchange. My heart raced as Ari deepened it, sighing against my mouth. Only willing to slow it down just to appreciate how incredible his lips were, I was glad since it gave Ari the chance to muffle his moans into me, and I noted how the roles seemed to reverse.

He gave my hips a loving squeeze as the stream of water hit his shoulder directly and moved that warmth between us as steam filled the bathroom completely.

Keenly aware of the lack of clothes between us, it made everything so much easier as I slipped a hand down and reached for his cock.

Ari shuddered at the sudden contact, breaking the kiss to mumble a curse against my lips before reconnecting them with vigor.

I hummed my approval, gaining more confidence as his body reacted positively to my touch. With a rush of impatience again, I stroked him once before deciding I wasn't willing to wait anymore.

Already in a daze, he looked down at me as I moved, slowly dropping to my knees. "Where do you think you're going—"

The moment my tongue toyed with his aggravated tip, Ari choked back a groan and leaned against the wall.

Watching his honest reaction encouraged me, piquing my interest as his loose curls looked heavy from how wet they were, giving him an endearing look. Water droplets hung from his dark lashes and ran down his sharp jaw as his lips parted.

"Jesus Christ…" he muttered, letting his head tip back as I wrapped my lips around him and let him take in that intense sensation.

There was no denying how gorgeous he was, especially as he tried to compose himself through my ministrations.

But looking at him through my lashes, I couldn't hold back. I needed more of him, even if that meant taking the reins and showing him just how much I adored his body.

Taking as much of him in my mouth as I could, I moved up and down his shaft, watching every twitch and quiver of his thighs while he did his best to hold back. But it was useless as I made a mess of him, and his fingers eventually snaked into my hair, giving my scalp the slightest tender scratches before they flexed at a particularly pleasurable stroke.

I hummed against him, sending those vibrations through his body.

Ari growled back a moan at that and used the wall to keep himself propped up—otherwise, I wasn't so sure he'd still be standing if it wasn't there.

When he glanced down at me through his heavily lidded eyes, his brows were knit together in concentration, but the moment I met his gaze, his head fell back again as he groaned, letting the sound reach me without any restrictions.

Everything from his body's visceral reactions to his tense sounds of pleasure had me feeling like I had complete control over him, like my mouth and hands offered me some sort of divine power.

There was no denying how incredible it felt, especially as his fingers threaded through my hair, and I knew he was doing everything in his power to not reach his release yet.

I continued, letting him savor every stroke of my mouth on him, surrounding him with that velvety warmth until his hands stilled against me.

"Enough," he said gruffly, sneaking a hand beneath my chin to make me look up at him. "As incredible as that feels, I'm not done with you yet."

To my very slight dismay, I gave up the reins as Ari guided me back to my feet and pulled me in for a chaste kiss, pouring every ounce of how much he truly enjoyed the attention into my mouth. But at the same time, I couldn't complain. I did want him to cut to the chase, and it seemed he had exactly that in mind.

"That was very kind of you," Ari hummed, not caring about the stream of water between us as he kissed my lips. "But I should return the favor."

As the words left his lips, his fingers were already waiting, just hovering above my heat. My eyes fluttered shut the moment he pressed his middle finger against my clit and started those agonizing circles.

Jolts of pleasure moved through me, making my legs tense as I stood where he had with my back to the wall. Another breathless moan ebbed out of my lips and into his as he kissed me hard in contrast to the slow movement of his finger.

With his opposite hand pinning me to the wall against my hip, he mumbled against my mouth in between kisses, "I can't wait to see you full and pregnant with my child." Turned on by the thought alone, he growled out the next words like it caused him great strain, "You'll look angelic and perfect, and everyone else will know I did this to you. They'll know you're growing my heir inside you."

His voice was so silky and seductive, and paired with his tracing against my clit that steadily grew more intense, I was already shaking.

"Isn't that right?" Ari questioned with a domineering lift to his tone. He slowly moved his finger down until it slipped inside, letting him feel just how aroused I was. He chuckled. "Who has you this wet, sweetheart?"

I swallowed back the dryness in my throat despite the amount of water I inadvertently consumed, dazed by the sensations evoked by his long, skillful finger as his thumb took its place against my sensitive bud.

"You…" I managed to say, leaning my head against the cold tiles slick with condensation. "You do."

The moment I caught his smug smirk, my stomach did a flip, and my legs weakened. Everything about him was so sensual and obscenely sexy, I could hardly handle it.

"And whose baby are you pregnant with?" he cooed, laying it on thick since he knew just how greatly it was affecting me.

"Yours," I breathed, giving in to his almost condescending tone due to how worked up I was. How ready I was for him.

Another chuckle came from his chest, startling me from my daze. "That's what I like to hear. But I suppose that's enough teasing."

Even if he had managed to get two fingers inside of me already, hardly moving them at an agonizing speed, I needed more of him. The tension was building into frustration to the point where I didn't care about the momentary loss of contact as he pulled out.

I could only think about the incoming fullness I was about to feel as a shiver of excitement moved through me.

"Turn around," Ari instructed, already using his hands to guide me there.

At once, I did as he said, not willing to delay any longer.

I was already panting and squeezing around the absence of his fingers as I propped myself up against the wall, spreading my legs as he nudged them apart.

"Lean forward slightly," he continued, placing a palm against the small of my back to show me what he meant, easing me into that position. He pulled in a deep, satisfied breath. "Just like that. Perfect."

Those words seemed to run across my skin, soaking in and surrounding me with his praise as he settled in behind me, holding a hip as he lined himself up.

Ari hummed his appeasement as his head moved through my slick folds, sucking air in through his teeth. His grip on my hip tightened as he pushed his way inside.

My breath cut off at the sudden intrusion, shocked by the immediate pleasure that position gave me. It moved through me and seemed to spark all over, stretching me in a completely different way than usual.

"Fuck," Ari muttered, holding me with both hands as he sank all the way in, losing himself to the feeling. "You're tight, sweetheart."

My heart fluttered at the complete adoration in his voice as he remained there for a moment, soaking in the feeling. But I couldn't manage any words as I accommodated his sheer size, nearly blindsided by how good it felt.

He cursed again as he held me tight and slowly withdrew his hips, struggling from how tightly I gripped him.

His palm hit the tiles next to mine, needing the leverage to pull out slightly, then shuffled his hand over to intertwine our fingers together once he pushed back in again. Immediately, our groans mingled at the rush of intense pleasure that accompanied his long, yet slow strokes into me, prolonging that blindingly strong sensation.

Ari wasn't shy about his unwavering bliss as he grunted for me and developed a consistent rhythm with his hips. Water pummelled against his back as he thrusted into me, surrounding us with a thick haze that made it even harder to breathe.

But regardless of the sticky heat surrounding us, I was far too immersed in it to care. I just wanted more of him. I needed to hit the euphoric rush that was waiting for me.

With a strangled moan, Ari rocked his hips against me harder, giving in to his own desperation.

Even if he normally maintained decent stamina, I could tell he wasn't as confident in his ability to hold out given the attention I had previously given him, which was why he wasn't holding back. Instead, he set a brutal pace, forcing my lips to part as an endless stream of moans dribbled out of me.

I couldn't help it, not while he hit me with wave after wave of intense bliss, turning my mind completely useless. It took everything in me to stay standing while he rutted into me, allowing me to feel every inch of him at that angle.

My moans were met with his breathless ones, almost like confirmation, as if he knew just how incredible it was and was aware of how close I was as I clenched around him. He wanted me to know he was right behind me, teetering on the edge with me.

The feeling of his fingers coming down to stimulate my clit sent another rush of intense shock through me, causing me to inhale sharply. He was insistent about it as he circled my abused bud, determined to push me across that line before he crossed it himself.

By then, I was incoherent as I took those brutal thrusts along with the extra pleasure of his fingers. I could hardly think beyond understanding I was close as that pleasant fog consumed me, and I didn't care to try and achieve otherwise.

I was beyond content accepting his greedy movements and struggling to stand, all while being unable to fight that impending bliss.

Focusing on getting me there, Ari's pace quickened, shocking me with the power he had left in him. His thrusts were becoming sloppy, and with my ever-increasing slickness, I knew it wouldn't be much longer for him.

But as Ari continued to ravish me, hitting that perfect angle again and again, mingled with the sparks stimulated by his fingers, I couldn't help but clench on him as my throat closed around my splintered moans.

It was all too much to take at once as everything within me came undone, and my legs wobbled as my orgasm tore through me.

I cried out for him, leaning against the wall as he caged me there, pumping me through that blissful high. I continued to squeeze him, resulting in his guttural moans, and that release broke me down completely.

Ari cursed to himself again as he put his arm out to catch me, pinning me to his body as he rutted several times before spilling inside me, chasing right after me.

As his movements slowed to lazy strokes as we rode out that high together, he held me close and made sure I didn't fall due to how shaky my legs were. He leaned over of me, supporting us both with a strong arm against the shower wall while we caught our breath.

I was aching from his intense thrusts, feeling overstimulated until he softened and slipped out of me, still attentive to me even as he did his best to calm down.

In my pleasant haze, I hardly noticed as he turned me around and pressed his forehead against mine while the shower continued to rain down around us. He pulled me to him and wrapped his arms around my back, dipping down to press his soft kisses against my lips.

I savored the taste of him and how perfect his mouth was, feeling delirious after the fact.

But if I knew anything about Ari, it was how seriously he took aftercare.

To my great relief, he wasted no time pressing those kisses to my skin, moving from my cheeks to my forehead, and back to my lips again before he brought his hands up to my hair.

With careful precision, Ari massaged my scalp, making sure my hair was thoroughly wet before he reached for the shampoo and lathered it through my locks.

Eyes closed, I took in the addictive feeling of his soothing fingers and melted almost completely.

Ari's chuckle reverberated to me through his chest as I leaned against him. "Remind me to do this more often."

"Please do," I sighed, aware of how scratchy my voice sounded from crying out for him.

Regardless, he seemed to take great joy in washing my hair, and before long, we were both exchanging soap between our bodies as he took care of us both.

The soft foam made our skin slick as we stood there beneath the water, and unable to resist it, Ari pressed a tender kiss against my lips, causing us to both smile lazily into the embrace.

With his gentle touch and the confirmation that he was completely on board and happy with the pregnancy, my worries dissipated, and I allowed myself to enjoy everything about that moment.