Astrid Chapter 5 #2
“So am I. Come all over me, Astrid. Soak me in all your delicious dew,” he said hoarsely.
Less than a minute later, one last bump against my clit sent me hurtling into space. I screamed as my whole body jerked. I felt myself gush. As I did, he stiffened, and his cock spasmed between my legs. Warm cum hit my pussy, causing me to extend my orgasm and rub harder against his shaft.
Mayhem shouted, “Fuck” and slammed me down on top of his bucking cock.
I wasn’t sure how long it lasted for us, but when we were done, I was lying limply against his chest. Mayhem was slumped on the couch, and his hand was soothingly running over my back.
I was jarred from the warmth and enjoyment of it when Mayhem froze.
His hand was on my lower back. Despite being covered in fabric, he was feeling what I wasn’t ready to talk about.
It was like being doused in cold water. I moved to get off him, but he held me in place.
“What the hell is that?” he demanded.
“Something that I’m not talking about.”
“You made a commitment to be with me, Astrid. That means we don’t hide shit, and you agreed. Those are scars, aren’t they?”
So much for a wonderful time. “If you want me to talk about those, you need to let me up so I can clean myself and change back into my regular clothes.”
“Hang tight,” was all I heard before I was rising.
I wrapped my arms around his neck. Mayhem bent and then snagged up my bag we’d brought with us.
He went down a short hallway. I wasn’t sure where he was taking me until we ended up in a bedroom that belonged to him.
He didn’t stop. Instead, he went through another door in the bedroom, ending up in a bathroom.
He patted my ass. I took that as the signal to stand and move away.
I admit, I did it reluctantly. Now that the fire had been subdued, embarrassment made my cheeks red.
I looked around for a place to hide. There was none.
When my gaze landed on Mayhem, I gasped.
He was standing there nude. His spent cock lay between his legs, covered in his cum and mine.
Even though he was soft, he had a big cock. I quickly looked away.
“Don’t be embarrassed with me, Astrid. What we did wasn’t wrong.
I hadn’t dared hope we’d do anything like that this soon.
But you gave me the most intense orgasm of my life.
I saw stars, baby. I thought, based on your reaction, that it was as good for you, but I guess not.
I swear, I’ll make it up to you,” he rambled.
No way would I allow him to think he hadn’t satisfied me.
I moved closer, putting my hand on his face, so he’d meet my eyes.
“Mayhem, that was incredible for me, too. I don’t know what came over me.
It was as if I had no control over myself.
So much for my talk about not being a slut, and here I am, almost having sex with you. ” I snorted.
“You’re no slut, and what we did was amazing. I can’t wait to do it again. That was fucking hot. However, let’s get you cleaned up. The shower can handle both of us.”
I shook my head. “You go ahead, and then I will.”
I wasn’t ready to strip and have him look at my lower back and demand I tell him what happened.
To my surprise, Mayhem stayed quiet. He walked over and turned on the water in the shower.
I watched how the muscles bunched and relaxed in his ass.
Lord, the man’s ass was a work of art, like his back, legs, arms, chest, and abs were.
When he faced me again, I had to bite my lip to hold in my moan.
I wanted to go to him and run my hands all over his body, and I desired to get friendlier with his cock.
Mayhem crooked his finger at me and wiggled it. He had a smile on his face. “Come here, beautiful. I need a kiss.”
He didn’t need to tell me twice. I eagerly rushed over to him.
When I reached him, our mouths attached themselves to each other.
As we kissed, the haziness he caused in my brain took over.
I was only vaguely aware of him messing with my suit.
We were moving, and then suddenly warm water hit me.
I gasped. As I did, Mayhem tugged on my bathing suit.
Somehow, the straps were down. It easily slipped down my torso, and he shoved it past my hips, allowing it to drop to the floor of the shower.
I tried to push him away so I could get out, but Mayhem held me to him.
“Baby, listen to me. I know you don’t want to talk about what I felt.
You probably don’t want me to see them, either.
However, we’re together. My body will belong to you.
I want you to know it better than your own.
The same goes for yours. It’s mine. I need to know about anything that has caused or is causing you pain.
I thought if we washed each other, it would make it easier.
Please, don’t hide from me. You can trust me. I’ll protect you.”
His voice crooned the words to me. His hands were kneading my shoulders.
I knew he was right about him needing to know if we were together.
If they were on his body, I’d want to know how he got them.
There was no forgetting about them. They were there as a constant reminder.
When we were getting all hot and heavy on the couch, I’d forgotten about them.
Christ, I didn’t want to relive that, but maybe this was for the best. I’d tell him, and we’d see if Mayhem could handle it.
Slowly, I made eye contact with him again. “Let’s wash, and then we’ll talk. I need to gather my thoughts.”
“Okay, let’s do it.”