Aurelius

by Jessika Klide

  I'm gonna change his contact name right now!

  Sliding the bar to unlock it, it opens on the messages menu. There is an unsent message typed. *Naked is perfect.*

  Oh yes it was! Haha! I have Aurei's phone. I mischievously giggle under the covers and find my contact information. He has me listed correctly as Siri Wright. I change it.

  First name: THE girl.

  Last name: of My Dreams.

  Company: Both wet and dry.

  He'll like that. I hit done.

  Throwing off the covers, I roll over, grab my phone and change his contact information.

  First name: My FUCKING.

  Last name: Golden GOD.

  Company: Any place. Any time.

  I hit done and put them both back.

  And My Golden God is now in MY shower!

  Pushing the door open very slowly, I peek in and see he is under the water so I sneak in quietly. I watch him bathe, enjoying the view. He’s washing his hair and face so I analyze his perfection from the top and work my way down. His head sits on a muscular, athletic neck and his shoulders are broad and heavy with bulging mounds of muscles which drops in a perfect triangle to an arched, long, narrow waist that sits over an ass that is tight, full and defined.

  My mouth waters. Yes! It is the perfect fucking muscle.

  His legs are straight with thighs that bulge and show themselves to be strong. His calves are not overly developed but adequate, which tell me they are runners calves. His feet are nice with a good strong arch.

  Looking back up his perfection, I smile as the soap from his head runs down into the crack of his ass, framing his butt cheeks. A deep sigh of satisfaction slips out of my throat as the memory of last night's perfect pounding from that awesome ass as he thrust his perfect penis into my pure pussy replays until he spins around and begins to wash his ears. His eyes are shut tight against the soap and my eyes feast on the front. Then he blows air out of his mouth as the water runs down his face, and I laugh as he takes a mouth full, swishes it then spits it out, nearly hitting the back wall.

  Good technique.

  He spins around, leans through the stream so the water runs down his back, and rests his head against his arm on the wall, enjoying the hot massage the shower head offers.

  There's an idea. A soap massage.

  Not wanting morning breath, I quickly run my dry toothbrush over my teeth. When I open the shower door, he is still in the same position so I hurry in trying to minimize the rush of cold air on him.

  The thought that he may suffer from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder from his tours of duty never occurs to me until it’s too late. As soon as the shock of cold air hits him, he stiffens and spins around. His hand shoots out, grips my throat, and driving me backward, he draws his fist back to strike me down.

  I squeal as I come face to face with a warrior’s expression of death and I claw at his grip trying to flee!

  He stops, startled, and only the horrified look on his face when he realizes it's me, makes me stop struggling. His expression changes instantly to one of compassion and I realize he faced terror and survived, but it didn’t change him.

  He pulls me into his wet embrace. "I'm sorry, Sweet Thang. I'm so sorry." He squeezes me tight to him.

  I shake uncontrollably while he holds me. "Fuck, Aurei! I thought I was dead. The look on your face!"

  "It's not a good idea to startle me, Baby Thang." He strokes my hair.

  "A dark secret?"

  "Yes. I'm truly sorry. Are you alright?"

  He leans away and as his eyes run over my body quickly to make sure, I moan, "Oh my Gawd!" I bury my face back in his chest. "I pissed myself."

  He chuckles softly as he holds me and strokes my hair. "I’m sorry."

  Embarrassed, I laugh lightly. "You literally scared the pee out of me."

  Kissing my head, he offers. "The least I can do is wash it off." He pulls us under the water, then turns it off and picks up the bottle of body wash. Still in his embrace, I hear him squirt a huge handful. He sets it back down and starts on my back, then lathers down to my ass, cupping and massaging my butt cheeks. His hands are gentle and firm like his lips when they kiss me. Then he turns me around, leans my back against him and starts at my throat. He bathes each arm down to my fingers, cinching his with mine.

  I love how that makes me feel! Connected!

  Then working his way back up, he massages my arms. I moan and he whispers. "I love how strong you are." At my armpits, he washes and then tickles me, chuckling when I squirm. "So, you are ticklish. That's valuable intel." I chuckle too, remembering his ear was ticklish as well. Then I moan again as he runs his hands down the sides of my waist around to the front of my tummy. He massages my abs with a deep, slow stroke.

  Fuck! That's wonderful!

  I slide my fingers over his, threading them, and roll my hips with his rhythm. Our bodies slide against each other, slippery and sexy. I arch my back and lay my head on him, pushing my big ass around his erection. It slides easily between my cheeks and I squeeze them together, capturing it. Then I flex and release with a slight roll of my hips and massage him.

  "Oh damn!" I hear in my ear.

  He squeezes his fingers together, ensuring mine stay entwined, then he slides them up to my breasts, where we massage them, matching my rhythm. The feeling of sharing our seduction this way is indescribable.

  It's like he and I are one.

  When our fingers slide over my nipples, he puts the tip between his and mine, and he pinches it. It pops out with the soap and sends a shooting sensation like a lightning bolt through my torso and out my clit. I jerk then quiver against his cock, making us both moan. Rolling my hips now, I grind my entire backside against him while we tease my nipples.

  Fuck that feels fine.

  My breath begins to hitch with my excitement, and he slides one of our hands down to wash away the remnants of my virginity. He is careful to control where our fingers slide. I focus on stroking his cock, while enjoying the feeling of our fingers building a nice thick lather. Then he slips over my clit and pinches it between our fingers. The exquisite sensation makes me convulse into an immediate orgasm. My knees buckle, and my head drops forward with the first spasm. I collapse against his arm and he holds me tight to his chest until I’m finished.

  I hear his throat moan with satisfaction when I lean my head back against him. He lets my fingers go and strokes me with his thumbs thinking I need to rest, but I spin around and slide one hand over his butt cheek and the other one around his cock. Pushing my thumb down the front of his shaft, I slip my fingers into his butt crack, grab his ass cheek and pull it up tight. Then my fingers work him into a nice thick lather until he pushes me away.

  My breath is as heavy and deep as his. He steps forward to pin me against the wall, then leans down to kiss me, but when our eyes connect, he looks surprised. "Damn, your eyes …. They are wild!" He smiles a sexy smile and tells me. "Hold on Wild Thang. I'm not finished bathing you." He squats down and runs his hands up and down both legs.

  I shut my fists tight and focus on the view of his gorgeousness kneeling before me. My passion pounding in my ears; my skin tingling from his touch; my pussy aching to be fucked; I fight a battle inside myself.

  "I’m almost done." His voice is soft but commanding. "Breathe, Baby."

  I inhale and exhale, deeply, trying to relax.

  As he rises, his golden hand covered in rich, white lather, reaches up and pushes a strand of wet hair off my face. "Look at me."

  I lift my eyes to his and his intensity quiets my wildness. What I see, leaves no doubt that he knows how to satisfy the hunger inside me and fully intends to give me the fucking I need and want.

  I feel like purring. I sigh. Competence is a beautiful thing!

  He studies my eyes and smiles. "Very good, Wild Thang. Very good." He pulls me to his chest, turns the water on and moves us under it. The cold water runs down his back and splashes off his shoulders into my eyes.

 
; When I close them, the world disappears and immediately, my breathing matches his. I feel his fingers pushing my hair out of my face again, then he cups my chin and lifts it to receive his kiss.

  There is only Aurei.

  He runs his tongue slowly in and out, exploring my mouth. Then he pecks my lips and tells me. "The water is warm now, Good Thang. I got this. Relax." He steps to the side and the warm water caresses me.

  Allowing myself the rare luxury of not being in control, I stand still as instructed and submit to him. My demeanor appears passive, but my wild passion rages quietly just under the surface. He holds my hair while the water runs through it. Then he washes the soap away. Gently lifting my arms, then my legs. His caring touch makes me drop all my defenses and lean on him like a limp rag doll. All the while he repeats these phrases. "You are stunning, Siri…. Beautiful Baby…. Perfect…. Mine…."

  My heart melts with the sincerity of his words as they fall deep inside me, touching me where no one else has ever been before. Then he reaches to turn the water off. I stay cuddled up to him, not wanting the moment to end. He wraps me again in this embrace and says against my ear, in a sweet, low voice that is full of lust. "Did I satisfy you last night?"

  Chapter Fourteen

  When I hear that sincere concern in his voice again; the tone that proves he’s one of the good guys; strange tears of weakness come to hover in my eyes and a lump forms in my throat. I can’t believe this perfect man cares enough about me to ask that question. I bow my head unable to answer as the tears spill out.

  "What? No reply? Nothing? I thought it was fucking fantastic myself." He pulls my chin off my chest to see into my eyes. The strained look on my face trying to control my emotions and my tears stops his laughter. He looks stunned, then confused. "Are you okay? Why are there tears? Are you hurt? Did I hurt you? Where are you hurt? Fuck!"

  I shake my head and try to laugh but the action causes the dam to break and I sob.

  "Fuck!" He says, and it sounds like a hurtful moan.

  Desperately trying to gain control, I push away from him, embarrassed. Managing to force out of my quivering mouth before my throat closes completely. "I'm sorry, Aurei, but I can't…."

  He grabs my shoulders and his fingers dig in, hurting me, as he pulls me back to him in a tight bear hug. "NO…NO…NO…. You said forever!"

  Forever! He wants me forever! I reach around, grab hold of him and hold on for all I'm worth as the sobs rack my body.

  He cradles me while I cry, and when I stop, he whispers in a voice tight with pain. "Please don’t, Siri. Please don’t leave me."

  Oh my fucking Golden God! I fucked this up!

  He strokes my hair. "Your wild look! I thought it was passion. If I hurt you, you have to tell me. I will never do it again. I promise you, but you can't leave me. I won't let you."

  All I can manage to force out of my mouth is "Shish!"

  He stops talking and holds me tight again.

  Finally, my tears are spent and I gently push against him. He takes a slight step back as his hands run down my arms to cinch our hands. I give his chest a pitiful smile.

  "Damn, Siri. Don't look at me like that. You're breaking my heart." His sweet sincerity sends the tears back to the surface. As they slip out and fall down my cheeks, he tries to take me in his arms again, but I shake my head and block him.

  "Wait!" I manage to squeak out.

  Looking through the shower door, I reach for something to lock onto and see my coffee cup sitting by the sink. My Surreal mug. The sight of it brings the usual gratefulness and I am thankful for the life I lead. I breathe in and out. Then I realize, I didn’t have coffee this morning. Aurei did. He drank from my cup of happiness and he wants to be a part of my life forever. Joy surges through me like never before and I smile as I stare at it becoming grounded and strong again. I truly live a life most people only dream of.

  I clear my throat. "First, I'm satisfied! Oh, so satisfied! Second, I'm not hurt! Third, forever is forever for me and I’ll be yours as long as you want me to be!" He lifts our hands and kisses mine. "Fourth, I like it rough! Feel free to pound my pussy." I turn my face to his, confident and in complete control again. But I stare at his chest, not into his eyes. I want to make sure he hears what I am saying.

  He sighs relieved.

  "Fifth, I'm not a crybaby. I don't know what the fuck that was all about, but my bath was fucking fantastic. Thank you."

  "You're welcome."

  "Sixth, I meant to say, 'I'm sorry, Aurei, but I can't believe how lucky I am! You're perfect and you're MY Fucking Golden God!' But it went horribly wrong. You create feelings inside me that I have never felt before. I'm blown away by you!" Then I lift my eyes to his.

  His expression changes, instantly. His mouth slackens and he stares at me with a look of utter disbelief on his face. I smile at him knowing what he is about to say and he says it. "Wow, your eyes glow when you cry!"

  "Yes, I have been labeled a glowing, green eyed vixen."

  He releases my hands as I fall into his arms. "You are so beautiful! Siri, I can't believe how fucking lucky I am. You're perfect, and I will be your … Fucking … Golden God?"

  I laugh. "Yes. I named you that the first day I saw you. Your hair looks like a halo and your skin is golden, even your body hair glistens with gold highlights."

  He strokes my back. "Well, I don't know about all that, but if it turns you on, you can call me whatever you want!"

  I slide my hand down to his cock. It instantly hardens for me. His hand slides up into my hair and he grabs a handful while I stroke it. His Dom vibe is strong again like last night, and I wonder if he is a natural dominant or actually been a Dom before. I decide to gather valuable intel right now.

  "I want what you want." I tell him with a very sexy, sultry voice as I slide my body down and kneel before him. Bowing my head, I offer a submissive pose. "I’m happy you approve of the name, Fucking Golden God." Then I reach up and take him in my mouth. I slide his cock in and out with my tongue in short strokes. His hand tightens in my hair and he stops me.

  From my submissive view, I glance up at him. His look is dark, but not fierce. "Don’t."

  I spit him out and bow my head.

  He releases my hair, tips my chin up and says to my face. "I don't want a submissive." He holds his hand out. "Stand up, Siri."

  I put mine in his and he pulls me to my feet, then he wraps his arms around me and kisses my hair.

  I draw little hearts on his chest. "Aurei, may I give you a blow job?" I look up at him and his expression is priceless. He can’t decide if I’m being submissive again or just asking for permission to suck him off. I grin. "You taste so good! I love your cock!" I squat down in front of him and begin to lick. Sliding my tongue over his head and down his shaft, nibbling as I come back to the tip. I look up at his face.

  His expression is still priceless. He doesn’t know if I’m being submissive or dominant and he doesn’t care. It’s all good.

  I run my tongue around the head of his penis, then placing my lips on the ridge, I move my head back and forth until he moans my name. Then, I ease him all the way down my throat and hold it there. He groans as I grab his ass and push him deeper. I feel his head slide down the back of my throat.

  "Fuck!" He says, grabbing my hair. "You drive me fucking out of my mind!" He guides me in and out, pulling and pushing, then waiting while I lick him, then in and out again.

  Bringing him to the brink, drives my own desire over the edge and I feed my own fever with a wild frenzy, sliding my mouth faster and faster.

  He grunts like a gorilla, sending me to my feet. "I need to fuck! I need to be fucked! Hard!"

  He squats, hooks my legs and lifts me, then slams me into the shower wall, ramming his cock deep. The penetrating stab sends a pleasurable shock through me, satisfying my wild nature like nothing before.

  "FUCK YEAH!" I scream out.

  He lifts me again and drops my body down on his throbbing cock. He growls and
the sound is satisfying too.

  I hook his neck with my arms and moan. "Fuck me hard to my core!"

  Lifting me off him, he drops me, over and over again, letting my pussy do the pounding. Each time I hit bottom, my clit is smashed against him and the surge of pleasure shoots through me. The closer to bursting he gets, the harder he becomes and the better the stroke inside me. Then he crushes me to the wall, lifts my legs up on his shoulders and pins me so forcefully I don’t need to hold on. Then he fucks me so fast and furious my teeth rattle. "Ho…ly… Fu…ck!" I push out as my orgasm begins. "Go. Go. Go. Go," is all I can say as I spurt on him. When I’m done, he pauses, but keeps me pinned. His face is thunderous and I know to wait. Not to say anything. The best is yet to come. When he begins again, he hammers me just as hard and just as fast. Immediately my clit is singing again and I slip easily to the edge of the cliff. "Oh. Oh. Oh."

  His short grunts join mine. Right before his cock shoots off, his hardness drives into my expanding G-spot. When his semen spurts into me, he goes full throttle and sends me spiraling out of this world. "OH..! MY..! FUCKING..! GOD..!" I say between chattering teeth, drowning out his snorting, snarling growls.

  When we come back down to earth, I’m completely weak. He slowly lets my legs down and pulls me against him, holding me up as he releases my body from the wall. We breathe together. I marvel at this man as I stare up at his closed eyes. I whisper, "That is the most satisfying feeling in the world!"

  "Good," is all he says. I kiss his pecs.

  He holds me tight until I stand on my own, then I lean against him and rub his temples. He moans softly and slumps onto me. "That feels so good."

  "Good," is all I say. He kisses the top of my hair.

  After a little while, he stands up and turns on the shower. Shielding me from the cold water again, he tells me firmly. "I don’t want a submissive, Siri. I want a partner. So if I am your Fucking Golden God, then you are my Good Girl Goddess. Nothing less. Do you understand?"

  I peck his lips. "Yes sir."

  He grins and shakes his head, not sure if that was a submissive response or not. Then he pulls me under the water and we wash our juices away.