Chapter 17

17

NIKO

Scrubbing my body with my strawberry scented body wash, I close my eyes when my hand reaches my dick. I woke up this morning hard and aching, but King was nowhere to be found, so I'm going to have to take care of this myself. I grasp onto my cock, pulling roughly while my other hand pulls on my balls.

A gust of wind hits my back, and I screech when the shower curtain flies open. My heart is pounding in my chest, and I breathe a sigh of relief when I see King standing outside the shower.

"Can I help you?" I sass, turning around so King can get a good look at my ass. I have a fucking great ass, and I may be a little mad we haven't done anything besides a couple of hand jobs before passing out cold in bed.

"I went to grab you a Mummified Iced Mocha from Mummy Mocha, and when I got back to the room, you were already up and out of bed."

"You got me a coffee?" If my eyes could change from slits to hearts, all he would see would be hearts flying out at him. My vipers are slithering wildly in the water, but start to settle down once they realize we’re no longer alone.

"I did, but then I heard the water running and I knew it wasn't Mateo as I passed him when I was walking in. So, I thought I would come and convince you to get out of the shower, but now that I see your fucking glorious body on display for me, I'm wondering how I can keep you in here. And if I can join you."

"Oh." I pant heavily, the image of a naked King joining me running through my head. "You should absolutely join me. I would love that very much."

King steps back away from the tub, shoving his shorts down his legs. My eyes track down his body from his furry happy trail to his gorgeous cock that's slowly thickening under the attention. I continue my onslaught, my eyes dragging down his thick thighs and muscular calves. "Fuck, you really do work out a lot, huh?"

King chuckles as he steps into the shower. "I do have to exercise every day, but I've never been more glad of that until right now."

"Because I can't stop ogling you?"

"Exactly." He steps under the water, getting right into my personal space. "I've never had anyone who looks at me the way you do: as though you would eat me if given the chance."

"Do I get a chance? I wouldn't mind eating you." I shift my eyes to his cock, smiling brightly when his dick jumps. Ah, he so wants me to taste him. I'm about to drop to my knees when King falls onto his. "What are you doing?"

"All this talk of eating reminds me I'm hungry and this," he grabs hold of my cock and pulls, "looks fucking delicious."

"Oh, my Medusa, I've dreamt of this."

"You've dreamt of me on my knees for you?" He licks a stripe up the underside of my cock before circling around the head with his tongue. My body shivers when he licks at the slit, and I moan loudly.

"I have. So many times. You on your knees, me on mine. It didn't even matter. I pictured your dick time and time again. Oh, fuck , do that again." King chuckles, licking at my cock again.

"Lift your leg onto the ledge."

With shaky legs, I obey, placing it onto the side. He uses one hand to stroke me slowly while his mouth sucks on the head of my dick. He takes his time torturing me, sucking hard, hollowing his mouth. Throwing my head back, I close my eyes, getting lost in the sensations. My body tenses when King's finger finds my hole.

He pulls off me, gasping out, "Is this okay?"

I nod my head, speechless. His finger circles my hole, playing around with it, while his mouth goes back to sucking. This is unbelievable. There's goosebumps rising all over my body, and I start to tremble violently from the sensations taking over.

I'm not a virgin, far from it, but I've never been taken care of this well before. He's devouring my dick, taking his time licking and sucking. His saliva is coating my cock, the shower water instantly washing it off. His switches from one finger to two, the burn starting to intensify. Bearing down, I move until his finger hits my special spot.

"Fuck, yes. There. Don't stop."

I grind myself on his fingers, my legs still shaky and unbalanced. Reaching out, I grab hold of the soap ledge, hoping it keeps me upright.

King's eyes glance up at me before he winks and shoves my cock deeper into his mouth. I feel myself losing control as my balls draw up and I come straight down his throat. King sucks me down eagerly, taking every last drop. Once my dick drops from his mouth, King stands up and kisses me passionately.

I can taste the salty tang of myself on his tongue. I feel my dick trying to rally again. Not moving away from his kiss, I move my hand down to his rock-hard cock. I pull away, taking in his dazed expression. His eyes burn with hunger for me.

"Now, it's my turn."

I don't give him a chance to respond before I'm on my knees, face to cock. Fuck, his cock is beautiful. It's thick and long, a beautiful tan color with a prominent vein running right down underneath it. I give that vein attention, licking it with my tongue, then following behind with my finger.

Spitting on his cock, I use my hand to stroke him roughly, my fingers barely closing around his girth. I guide him back to my mouth, sucking hard, my eyes rolling into the back of my head.

I fucking love giving blow jobs. There's something so satisfying about watching him lose his mind from nothing but my mouth. His hands rest on my head, and I worry for a second he's going to get freaked out from my snakes, but he doesn't. His hand rubs my vipers, before moving their way down to my face, caressing my cheek gently.

"You look so fucking pretty down there on your knees with your mouth stretched wide by my hard cock." He thrusts his hips and I gag, breathing through my nose. "Holy shit." He moans, shoving his dick back to my throat. "You. Suck. Me. So. Damn. Good." He forcefully thrusts on each word, tears filling my eyes, but spurring me on.

I hum around the head of his dick, giving myself a second to catch my breath. His hands come to the back of my head shoving me back onto his dick. Fuck, I love that he's not scared to be aggressive with me.

"I need to come," he grits out, his pupils blown wide with lust.

Hollowing my cheeks, I reach around him, grabbing onto his ass. I shove him farther into my mouth and suck hard. He groans loudly, the sounds echoing off the shower wall and filling up the room.

I let go of his ass, my own hand finding my cock that's already stiff and aching again. I didn't think I was able to get hard again so quickly, but things seem to be different with King. His hands hold onto my face, keeping me in place as he thrusts roughly, causing me to gag again.

My gagging must set him off, because not two seconds later he floods my mouth with his cum, the taste exploding across my tongue. My own dick explodes again, cum leaking out onto the tile and getting washed down the drain. A little bit of his cum drips out of the side of my mouth, and I use my finger to wipe it away before sucking it off.

"Get up here and kiss me." King drags me up off the shower floor, pulling me into his arms. I kiss him the same way he kissed me, letting him taste himself from my lips. "Damn, we taste so good together."

I pull away from the kiss, resting my head on his chest breathing heavily. The hot water rushes over us as we stand under the spray, neither of us saying a word. Closing my eyes, I don't move, loving the feeling of being wrapped up in his arms. I hear the click of the bottle before King's hand is rubbing at my shoulders. He kisses the side of my head before grabbing my body and turning me around to face the wall.

I think he's going to turn things sexual again, but he doesn't. He uses the soap to slowly wash my back and down my legs. He spends some time with my ass before rotating my body around and washing the front of me. His hands slowly glide over my body, touching every inch he can reach.

Once he’s done, I gently shove him against the wall to change spots with me. I use the soap, giving him the same treatment. My hands roam all over him, stopping when I reach his barbells. I gently rub against one, chuckling when he hisses and flinches away.

"I thought you said it doesn't hurt."

"It doesn't. It turns me on."

"Oh," I breathe, filing away that little piece of information for later.

Sucking King off was better than I could have imagined, but as I'm caressing his naked body, I can't help but imagine what it would be like to have anal sex with him. Fuck, I want that so damn badly.

Wanting to see where his thoughts are, I lift my head, locking eyes with him. "What are your thoughts on anal?"

He sputters out a cough, staring at me with wide eyes. "Right now?"

"No." I laugh, my hand still playing with his piercings. "But, eventually."

"Yes. One hundred percent. I want that." He reaches around me, turning off the water, the cool air making me tremble. He stretches out to the wall and grabs a towel, wrapping it around my shoulders and rubbing softly before placing a soft kiss on my cheek.

"Do you top or bottom? I feel that's pretty important."

"Oh, wow. So, we're having this talk while we're buck-ass naked after sucking each other off." He chuckles, shaking his head at me. He steps out of the shower, offering me a hand. I put my palm in his, gripping tightly as I step out of the tub.

Looking up at him, I'm in awe. I've never had someone take such good care of me, and he hasn't even done much yet. But the fact he not only stayed after hooking up, but held me, washed, then dried me. He's amazing, and I'm a fucking idiot for how I judged him earlier.

He squeezes my hip, and I shake my head, getting rid of my thoughts. "Hmm?"

He laughs, wrapping a separate towel around his waist. "Come on, let's get dressed and we can talk about it later tonight so we’re not late for class."

"Okay."