I carefully graze the blade gently across his cheek, watching the foam collect against it. We sat on his bed while my legs were loosely wrapped around his waist, that way I was able to get closer to him so I could shave his face.

My ass was right in the center of his crossed legs and his arms were wrapped around my waist causally as if we had done this position a thousand times already. I wasn't hating it, in fact, I was enjoying this position quite a lot.

"Do you ever grow facial hair?" Zared asks me as he stares down at me.

I was carefully concentrating on not pressing to hard against the swollen part of his skin and him moving his mouth to talk was spiking my anxiety.

"No, not really or at least not yet. It hasn't grown in. I do need to shave my legs though." I tell him, still trying to concentrate as the blade slowly comes down on his lower jaw.

After a few more strokes I realize that he wasn't tense at all. In fact, he looked very relaxed as he lets me do my thing with him.

"You don't seem to be nervous that I'll cut you, do you really have that much faith in my skills?" I ask cheekily.

"Of course, I do. I mean, could you honestly cut this beautiful face of mine?" He smirks, nearly making me hold my breath as he knicks the blade a little too hard.

I back away from him and give him the stink eye, letting him know I was highly on edge already doing this shit, but the asshat just continues to smirk at me. Seeing that the blade didn't slice him, I release the pent-up breath I had held.

"No, I love this beautiful face of yours." I lean in and lightly kiss his lower jaw where the foam was all but gone.

His smirk turns into a real smile at hearing me say that. I grunt with displeasure as I once again attempt to shave the rest of his face that was almost done.

"Stop moving or I will end up cutting you."

"Sorry." He quickly states and stays still as I finish up, all the while as I feel the tip of his fingers softly grazing my skin under my shirt on my lower back causing tingles to race all over my flesh.

I couldn't help but shudder from the pleasure it was causing me, and an intense impulse shot straight to my dick making it twitch just beneath my shorts. Ever since our first time together, just the simplest touches from him sets me off like a firecracker and I can't help wanting more.

My heart starts pounding in my chest as my nipples harden just from thinking about the things he could do to me, has already done to me. My breathing becomes a little shallow as I do the last part of his jaw only leaving him with barely any shaving cream left on his now smooth soft skin.

"Are you done?" He asks in a low husky voice that sent the small hairs on the back of my neck to stand on end.

I swallow hard as I gaze into his intense eyes that had suddenly darkened. "All done." I whisper.

"Good." He barely gets out as he slams his lips against mine.

I immediately clutch the front of his shirt in my hands to pull him closer and feel him ascend on top of me as I'm laid down on the bed. Our tongues clash together in a desperate need to swallow the other's whole.

The yearning that spiked in my blood was building like a straining lava bubble ready to pop. A moan escapes me as his body presses so amazingly on mine and without any hesitation on my part, I widen my legs even further to accommodate him to get even closer to me.

After the horrifying awful day we had I needed him to touch me more than anything right now. The grinding of our lower bodies made me gasp aloud, breaking our kiss and a deep moan releases from me as he continues to grind his long shaft right on top of mine, creating friction of pure ecstasy.

It was slow and tantalizing, only causing my breathing to hitch with each twirl and thrust of his hips.

"Zareeed." I breath out on a groan.

The only answer I get is a smile on his face as he gently sucks on the base of my throat along with little nibbles from his teeth on my skin. It was only creating little sparks to shoot through my nerves that reached straight down to my toes.

I was now getting highly impatient with him. I start to rush to get his shirt off so I can stare at and tease his body, wanting him to feel just as good as he was making me feel. He chuckles with a low rough groan of his own just as I reach through his sweats and clasp onto exactly what I really wanted, what I needed.

"Fuck, Jinsen." He gasps as I start to stroke his cock, his body tensing over mine as his precum moistens my hand to stroke him easier.

I watch as he closes his eyes, completely into the feeling of what I was doing to him. I reach up to lick under his jaw to his chin and suck in his lower lip into my mouth. The action automatically gets his mouth to devour mine in a heated deep kiss.

His hand rips my shirt right off over my head, disconnecting our swollen lips and instead of coming right back to the kiss he goes straight for my nipple and takes a small bite. I jump with a yelp at the sudden attack on the sensitive tip.

And it only made him chuckle even more. I falter in my stroking as his tongue swirled and sucked making me heat up even more. He traces his lips and tongue gently down my chest, over my abs and straight to my belly button. When he reaches that part, he kisses right over it and I suck in a breath when he dips his tongue right in and sucks.

By this point I lost all concentration of what I was doing to him. My mind going completely blank only focusing on what he was doing. He reaches the tip of my shorts and places a tender kiss right above them, making the sensitive skin there quiver, rising goosebumps all over.

My breathing was deep and shallow, my eyes glazed over as he peeks up at me with a grin on his handsome features.

"Someone's excited." He playfully smiles as he lightly gropes the major hard on beneath my clothing, with just the simple touch made me feel like I was ready to burst.

"Stop playing around." I nearly choke on a gasp as he leans his face right into my throbbing dick.

"But I love playing with you." He pouts, sticking his bottom lip out a bit.

I couldn't help growling a bit as I suddenly flip him over on the bed and straddle his waist.

As much as I loved this teasing and touching, I needed him badly. He looks up at me with wide eyes, surprised that I just took control. I grin down at him, splaying my hands over his amazing body, his pecs and abs calling out to me.

Damn he was fucking sexy and mouthwatering. I could seriously sit here on top of him and just stare all damn day. But I was too impatient at the moment, and I needed him inside me, now.

"I love this, I really do and if it wasn't for this damn need to shove your cock into my ass right now, I would seriously be all over you. But I need you Zared, please." I practically beg him while grinding my ass all over his thick hard length, making him squeeze his fingers into my hips painfully.

But I didn't mind that one bit.

"But we haven't prepped you at all." He groans, watching me lift my hips and quickly, with a few struggles, taking my shorts and underwear off.

"I'll be fine, I can't wait that long." I stress.

I don't even bother taking his pants down all the way. I release his shaft free, watching as it springs up and climbed right over him, centering myself right at his tip.

"S-Slowly." He gasps, holding himself for me to descend upon.

Spreading my ass cheeks, I do exactly that. I slowly press on top of him, the pressure slightly preventing his tip to enter. "Fuck." I grit.

Getting frustrated and annoyed I press hard and fast and feel him slide through past the ring of my ass hole. We both sharply gasp.

"D-Don't move." He breathes heavily.

I groan at the mixture of pleasure and pain as I sink down lower, feeling his girth spreading me wide open.

"Jinsen." He warns me on a groan of his own, his fingers digging into my skin even more.

But I don't stop until he was fully inside me and I was able to fully sit right on him. We were both breathing hard. I felt him right there in my abdomen.

"Fuuuck." He moans, taking a hold of my cock and slowly stroking, causing me to tense in sublime ecstasy.

"Holy shit." I carefully lift off his length, both of us holding our breaths and slam right back down.

Holy shit this felt so fucking amazing. I continue to thrust repeatedly, feeling the pleasure build up, my eyes closed with my hand gripping his stomach. Zared met my every thrust. We were panting like crazy, not even trying to be quiet.

Shit, I don't even care if anyone could hear us right now.

"Fuck, you feel so fucking good." Zared gasps out, taking my hips and slamming into me even harder than before.

I was about to lose it, my composure about to slip and all rational thought flew out the window. "Harder, Zared!" I cry out.

And before I knew it, I was on my back, Zared panting above me with my legs thrown over his shoulders. He thrusts deeper than before, hitting right on my prostate dead on, escalating my pleasure tenfold.

"H-Holy fucking shit!" I partially scream while gasping. "I'm so close." I cry out.

"Fuck, me too." He leans up, takes my hips and slams repeatedly into me while I grab my dick, stroke once and the dam broke as the high came to its peak, making me shoot everywhere as I cry out my climax with Zared not far behind.

He jerks as he explodes inside my body. He nearly collapses onto me, but catches himself on his forearms, his face buried in the crook of my neck. Both of us were sweating and sticky with my cum between us.

Breathing hard and feeling spent, I loosely clasp my thighs against his waist and listen to our erratically beating hearts. I go to touch his face that was still buried against me and come back with nearly dried shaving cream on my fingers.

Chuckling, I bring his face up to look at mine. "You still have foam on you." I chuckle some more as I try to wipe off what was left.

He gently pulls out of me while I do this, making us both grunt from the sensation of it. "We should totally do that again." He whispers against my lips, lazily tracing his tongue against them.

"Oh, we're so doing that again." I one hundred percent agreed.