I held his manhood again, this time with both hands. Now I knew exactly how much pressure to apply. I leaned forward, kissing his abdomen. And when I felt like a kiss was not enough to enjoy his taste, I licked his wet skin.
Vidar rested both hands on the wall.
"Lya!" he whispered, groaning.
His manhood pulsed in my hands, getting harder by the second. I continued kissing his belly, biting and sucking his skin. I wanted my marks to still be on his body when he took his next shower. In fact, I wanted him to be unable to shower without remembering me.
I looked up from under my wet lashes. His chest moved to accommodate the violent breathing, and the muscles in his arms jolted with the force he exerted against the wall.
Vidar looked me in the eyes. I guided his manhood into my mouth wh
