A/N: Mature Content Warning

"You took the words right out of my mouth," he said. We walked upstairs in silence, my heart in my throat. Ales walked into the bathroom and we both looked at our reflections, laughing. "You truly can rock anything."

I swatted him, blushing. "Stop."

"It's true." Then he pulled his shirt off, showing me his drool-worthy body. He slid his pants off and quickly his boxers followed, but I turned away before I could see anything.

"Give me a warning next time!" I exclaimed, staring at the floor.

"I wasn't going to shower naked," he said. He headed inside the standing shower, turning the knobs. "Are you coming?"

I peeked at the reflection in the mirror and saw that he was turned away from me. "Yeah, just don't look."

"It's not like I won't see you naked in the shower."

"Ales," I warned.

"I won't look."

With that, I pulled my hair out of its ponytail and stripped down. I stood tentatively outside the shower, my long hair covering my breasts and both arms around my stomach. I took a step inside, closing the glass door behind me.

"Can I turn now?"

"Okay," I said quietly.

He turned but I didn't make a move to uncover myself. His eyes didn't even move down to my body and stayed fixated on my face. He cupped my cheek, lowering his head down and kissed me. Hot water streamed down onto us, washing away any residue of flour. I kissed him harder, my arms naturally falling away, pressing myself against his body. Between us, I felt him growing harder, pressing against my belly.

He pulled his head back, a smile playing at the corner of his lips. "Can I wash your hair?"

I nodded a little confused but turned my back to him as he grabbed a bottle of shampoo from the built-in shelf.

"I only have my shampoo, so you'll have to deal with smelling like me."

"That's not a bad thing," I said.

He worked his fingers through my scalp, washing the lengths of my hair before rinsing it out. The whole process was oddly romantic, but not in a conventional way. Seeing him doing something so ordinary yet unexpected for me, sent flutters in my heart.

When he finished, I turned back. "I don't think I can reach your hair." I picked a bottle of body wash. "How's this?"

Ales' eyes were hooded and he bit his lip, wordlessly nodding.

I squirted some into my hand, before smoothing it over his chest. I massaged my hands across his abdomen as it lathered. For the first time, I let myself see all of him, my eyes falling on his member standing up proudly between his legs. My hands rested right above it, the pads of my fingers gripping his body. I raised my head to meet his eyes. "May I?"

"Yes," he breathed.

I swallowed, my fingers tracing over the thick shaft of his cock that twitched with the slight brush of my touch. Soap lather followed my hands as I gently gripped him, my thumb swiping over the tip.

Ales groaned, his hands on my shoulders for support.

I slid my hand down his length, feeling the muscle jerk beneath me before moving it back up.

"Fuck," he whispered. He moved one hand down to my heavy breasts, flicking a hard nipple.

I sucked in a breath and pushed him back under the stream, letting the water wash the suds away. My hand remained enclosed around him and I looked up, my eyes heavy with arousal. Then I moved my hand away, trailing up his body. "I think I'm done showering."

Ales turned the stream of water off, pushing the door open. He handed me a towel, but I barely patted off any water before he pushed me against the counter, the cold marble pressing against my back. He kissed me hard, his hands exploring my body. "Bed," he said between kisses. Then he lifted me up and I squealed, surprised that he was even able to lift me up.

He carried me into the bedroom and gently threw me onto the bed before crawling over me. "Rosa, wait a second."

I paused, knitting my brows together. "What's wrong?"

"Are you sure about this? It's not too soon or anything?"

I nodded hastily, more sure of this than anything before. "I'm sure."

"Then let me show you what you've been missing." He pressed his lips against my collarbone, sending shivers up my spine. He latched himself onto my nipple, sucking and gently biting. A breathy moan left my lips as he switched to my other breast, showing the same love. He was on his knees between my spread legs, slowly sliding down until he was almost face to face with my core. "Beautiful."

I covered my face, heat crawling up my neck.

"Don't be embarrassed, love. You truly have the body of a goddess." He kissed the inside of my thigh, the used his fingers to pull my lips back, my swollen clit on display. He nudged the sensitive bud with his fingers and I lifted off the mattress.

Ales chuckled and I pouted. "Don't tease me, baby," I whined, spreading my legs even further.

He whispered, "You're so needy."

I clenched a little, more than turned on. "Say that again."

There was a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I said that you're needy." He flicked my clit again. "Like the little slut you are."

"Oh fuck, that's so hot," I blurted out, squeezing my eyes closed.

He parted my lips again and I could feel his hot breath on my pussy. He swiped his tongue across my slit before sucking on my clit. My back arched off the bed and I fisted the sheets, overwhelmed with the sudden pleasure. Ales flattened his tongue, the tip of his finger teasing my entrance. My body was jerking around, unable to stay still as he attacked my pussy. One finger slid inside and I moaned, relishing the feeling of having something inside of me after so long. Then he slid another finger in, his tongue continuously playing with my bud.

Before I knew it, heat built in my belly, and my breaths quickened. "Ales, I-I'm-"

Ales suddenly rolled off me, leaving me cold and empty. "Not so fast."

I was gasping for breaths, tears pricking at the corner of my eyes. Having all that pleasure abruptly taken away, left me desperate and thrashing for more. I sulked like a bratty child. "Ales!" I yelled, frustrated. 

"What's the rush, Rosa?"

"Please, Ales." I knew what I looked like.  My face flushed, sweating just a little, legs open wide, arousal dripping onto the sheets under me.

He didn't listen to me and opened up the drawer of the nightstand, pulling out a condom. I watched him rip it open and roll it onto himself.

"Baby," I whined, my hand moving down my body to my sopping wet core.

"Don't touch yourself, that's what I'm here for," he said sternly, standing before me.

"Let me come," I begged. This was different, the power dynamic between us. In every sexual encounter I'd ever had, we both took the same amount of dominance but for the first time, I was more than happy letting Ales take the reigns. He didn't reply and instead ran the tip of his cock along my slick slit, teasing the tip in. I held my breath until he pushed into me. I gasped, his whole length sheathed inside me.

"Fuck, you're tight," Ales gasped out, holding my legs open by my ankles.

I grinned, cupping one of my breasts, pinching a nipple. "Show me what I've been missing."

He pulled out before thrusting back into me almost painfully, but I relished it. Almost impossibly fast, I felt myself go higher and higher, each thrust pushing me higher and higher up the rollercoaster.

And that final push.

I moaned, no, screamed. Strong waves of pleasure, washing over my head, leaving my body trembling and jerking around. Tidal waves of euphoria drowned me and my eyes rolled back as I rode each surf as long as I could.

When I came back down to Earth, Ales flipped me over so I was on my knees. I sat up with him still behind me, my knees spread apart. He reached around, cupping my breasts, continuing to thrust into me. I placed my hand over his, lifting it and placing it on my throat.

I knew Ales was smirking as he applied just the right amount of pressure onto the sides of my neck. "So dirty," he said.

"Only for you," I said through shallow breaths, lacing my free hand with his.

"Say that again," he grunted, thrusting harder.

I groaned. "I'm only dirty for you."

"You're all mine, baby," he growled, moving his hands and pushing my head down until I pressed against the bed. I arched my back and spread my legs as far as I could, giving himself as much access as he needed. He kneaded my ass, digging his fingers into the soft flesh. Then his hand made contact with my ass.

He spanked me.

I shook my ass cheekily, nonverbally inviting him to do it again. Ales' pace increased, slamming into me with more power than before. And just like that, I felt myself reaching my peak again. For a moment, Ales stayed still and I desperately pushed back, fucking him. "Baby, I'm coming."

"Rosa-"

He was cut off as I orgasmed, clenching hard around his cock. The tight hold triggered his own climax and he sloppily jerked inside me, coming into his condom. "Oh God," he groaned, letting out a breath. He pulled out of me and I slumped into the bed, rolling around to lay on my back.

I caught my breath, staring at the ceiling, my eyes struggling to stay open. I managed to gather enough strength to stand beside Ales, who threw out the rubber and was watching me carefully. Then we promptly fell into a fit of giggles and laughter. I wrapped my arms around his torso, nestling my head into his damp skin.

"Did you like that?" he asked, kissing the top of my head.

"I loved it. Every second of it."

"Me too." He pulled away and pinched my nipple. "Let's go actually get cleaned up. We have cupcakes to frost." He pursed his lips together. "Though, I supposed I already had my meal."

I tugged him towards the bathroom. "That's not fair, I didn't get a taste."

Ales' eyebrows shot to his hairline before he smiled, shaking his head. "I never knew you were such a little vixen."

I shrugged, making doe eyes at him. "I don't know what you're talking about." I fluttered my lashes, pouting my lips.

Ales pushed me inside the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him.