It’s damp and driving.

Sizzling and hurried.

We skid and slide and brace in opposition to no matter’s closest, fucking in opposition to the bathtub, Marc greedy its edge to push again as arduous as I slam in. Towards the sink too, Marc clambering upright once more, and I stand, or stagger, my head spinning, however I get to see his face mirrored, so I’m going slower, taking in how I have to really feel this deep inside him. I knock his legs additional aside and grind so he clings to the faucets, white-knuckled, however I see a lot pleasure. A lot ardour for me. He’s the alternative of passive, and thank fuck my coronary heart is sturdy.

I additionally spot a grimace and cease, spitting into my hand to slick my cock, however Marc finds lube and that’s even higher—I ease again in, going slower, feeling a lot greater than pleasure as he takes all of me.

I’m made for this.

For him.

It’s by no means been higher.

I would like it to final till Marc curses, and our eyes meet within the mirror. Like each single time that I attempt to record what I see in his gaze, hazel isn’t sufficient. Liquid doesn’t lower it both.

It’s love, and I’m falling, however Marc falls with me, and we’re again the place we began on the ground, solely this time, he straddles me.

“Tougher, Stef. Such as you imply it.”

I give him what he asks for, what he must cease pondering, however he should see what I want too—we end with our mouths fused, my cock to this point inside him it should nestle subsequent to his coronary heart.

I really feel it beating, or perhaps that’s his orgasm pulsing.

I pulse too, filling a condom I by no means anticipated to seek out or use in a duke’s toilet, however Marc clenches round me and I cease pondering of something in any respect for lengthy and blissful moments the place there’s simply us in our bubble.

It doesn’t pop but.

We lie inside it, Marc wiping his are available in lazy circles on my stomach. Then he shivers, his nipples tight and hardened, and I roll away to refill the bathtub for him.

“Get again in and heat up.”

Marc does, yawning whereas I proper the wreckage of this toilet.

He yawns once more once I be a part of him. Earlier than I slide in behind Marc, he asks, “Cross me my cellphone?”

I do and steam curls as he checks it, his exhale one other lengthy huff of aid. He lets out one other after laying again in opposition to my chest, and that’s higher.

I maintain Marc, each of my arms locked round him, and I don’t understand how lengthy we soak there, saying nothing. Lengthy sufficient for candles to sputter and burn out, or perhaps that was all the way down to our splashing. All I do know is that we’re in the dead of night once more when his head in opposition to my shoulder tilts to the aspect.

I comply with his eyeline to the open window.

“No stars,” he murmurs into the night time. “Not like at house.”

He’s proper. This night time sky is a canvas washed amber with mild air pollution.

“However they’re nonetheless there, aren’t they? Above right here and Cornwall,” he asks regardless that he should know the reply.

I nod, and right here comes what he actually wants to inform me.

“I used to rely them. By no means managed to complete. Now I don’t know once I’ll see them once more.”

My coronary heart hurts, however I say this. “You’ll be able to rely them once more if you’re prepared.”

“However what if—”

“Whenever you’re each prepared,” I repeat, picturing an egg timer, its sand not falling however suspended. “I’ll be ready.”

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