Part 5

I tugged at the soft fabric of his pajama top. "This stays on...?"

He shook his head quickly. "Take it off. I want to feel you."

I peeled his pajama shirt away, revealing warm flushed skin underneath. He was trembling before I even touched lower, already worked up just from being close. I kissed down his chest, slow but hungry, leaving fresh marks along his ribs, claiming him.

"Perth..." he gasped, thighs tightening around me. "More."

My hands slipped under the waistband of his pajama pants. He let out a desperate little sound, a soft whine he tried to swallow and his hips pushed toward my hand on instinct.

"You're already so hard for me?" I murmured against his lips.

"You left me like this for days," he shot back breathlessly. "Fix it."

I pulled his pajama pants and underwear down enough to free him, already throbbing in my hand. When I stroked him once, slow and cruel, his head hit the mirror behind him with a soft thud.

"Fuck..." he groaned, fingers twisting in my hair. "Don't tease tonight."

"I'm going to take care of you like always," I promised. "Every part of you."

I kissed him again. Messy, needy, reckless and he dragged his nails down my spine, panting into my mouth. Steam from the shower filled the room, heat rising between our bodies.

Without breaking the kiss, I picked him up again. His arms and legs clung to me instinctively, trusting me completely as I carried him into the shower, not bothering that I just showered.

Warm water cascaded over us, skin to skin at last. He grabbed my jaw with both hands, kissing me like he wanted to devour every second we'd been apart.

"Inside me," he whispered against my mouth. "Now. I want you so deep I can't even dream about losing you again."

Steam wrapped around us in thick waves as Santa clung to me under the shower spray. His lips were swollen from kissing, hair dripping, chest rising fast. I pinned him lightly to the tile, water running down the curve of his spine.

"You look so fucking beautiful like this Tata," I growled against his throat.

"Then claim me," he whispered, voice shaking with need.

I slid one hand down the small of his back, grabbing his ass firmly. He gasped, head tipping back exposing his neck. I kissed down it, wet and slow, until my mouth reached his chest. His nipples hardened instantly under my tongue; he let out a choked sound and arched into me.

"Perth... stop teasing..."

"I told you," I murmured, sinking lower, "I'm taking care of every part of you."

I got on my knees.

His eyes went wide with hunger and pure want. I wrapped my hands around his thighs and spread them just a bit wider. Water dripped down his narrow waist, right onto my tongue as I licked a slow line up the inside of his thigh. He shivered violently.

"Fuck..." he gasped, grabbing the towel bar behind him for balance.

When my tongue finally slid around the head of his cock, he nearly folded. I sucked slowly first, then deeper, feeling him hit the back of my throat. His hips jerked forward before he caught himself.

"Perth... slow, I'm gonna..."

I pulled back just enough to smirk up at him. "You're not coming yet."

His knees nearly gave out from how much he wanted to. I held him steady and kissed lower, farther down parting his legs wider to give myself room. The moment my tongue pressed between his cheeks, he cried out; a raw, helpless sound that echoed off the tile.

"Mhm... fuck, I missed your mouth there..."

His hands flew to the back of my head, fingers trembling in my hair as I worked him open, soft and deep, licking him until he was shaking. When I slid a wet finger inside him, slow at first his whole body jolted.

"Perth, please," he begged breathlessly. "I need you. I need you so fucking bad..."

I stood in one smooth move, kissing him hard, letting him taste himself on my tongue. My hand never left him, two fingers now stretching him open, ready.

"Turn around," I ordered softly.

He obeyed instantly, bracing both hands on the foggy glass wall. I pressed my chest to his back, fingers still buried inside him, my cock sliding between his thighs, teasing the place he needed me most.