It was happening again.

My world was shrinking to the shape of Josie and the sensation of unrelenting pleasure. All of my past sexual experiences had one singular goal. Get off. And I always gave my sexual partners as much pleasure as they wanted or needed. But the goal was orgasm. Release.

And sweet fuck that was the goal with Josie.

Except it also wasn’t. The denial was becoming the ultimate aphrodisiac. Past orgasms felt wispy and paper-thin, like they’d never even happened.

Now there was a complex layering of need and desire, a tease and a dance. Orgasm denial and pain were suddenly things I welcomed and wanted.

I wanted to wait. To be punished. To give. My orgasms were no longer a headlong rush. They were a long, slow uncoiling.

And Josie’s control wasn’t harsh or unrefined but flowed gently like a stream.

I stepped under the hot spray of the shower, my body shuddering in the warm relief. Watched in rapt silence as Josie purred under the water, closing her eyes. I kissed along her neck and jaw. The sensitive spot between her throat and shoulder.

She shuddered and panted, palms gliding up my chest, finger tangling in my chest hair.

“Who’s in charge, gorgeous?” I rasped as water rained down over our bodies.

She backed us into the shower wall.

“Me,” she said firmly, reaching down to grip my cock.

I held her face in my hands, lips an inch apart. “Everything, Josie,” I whispered. “I’ll give you everything.” I licked my tongue into her mouth, swiping my thumb across her cheekbone. “So tell me what you need.”

Josie was leisurely stroking me, pupils dark with lust. My hands slid down her back and squeezed a handful of her delicious ass. I hooked her leg around my waist and ground against her clit.

“I get tested every month. How about you?”

“Same,” I said. “I’ve always been clean. Careful. You?”

Josie nodded, stroking the head of my cock against her slick opening. “And I’m on the pill. A pill I take religiously.”

I grinned against her lips. “What are you asking me to do?”

“Fuck me like this. No barriers. Just us. For our first time, I want… I want you.”

She kept stroking, swirling, teasing. Every cell in my body screamed thrust, but I reined it back.

“Say the word.” Josie rocked herself against the head of my cock, throat tilted, eyes hooded. “Or you can just keep doing that,” I groaned and fucking meant it.

“Using your cock like a sex toy?” she taunted.

“Yes,” I growled. “I… I like it.”

“You like being used, Gabriel?”

I placed both of my hands alongside her head, staring down at her. Watching Josie, again, work herself to pleasure.

“When you do it, yes.” My vision dimmed and darkened as I scraped my palms against her breasts, cock still trapped between us.

“How badly do you want to fuck me right now?” Her tongue traced the seam of my lips, over and over, before dipping in for a taste.

I experimentally thrust against her stomach, and she smacked me on the ass so fast I saw stars. And it only got me harder.

“Goddammit,” I swore.

“How badly?”

I leaned my forehead against hers. “A rock slide could tear this bathroom in half, and I wouldn’t stop until you told me to.”

“Then why don’t you show me?”

“I’ll hurt you,” I said, momentarily tripping up on the double meaning. Except I wouldn’t, I couldn’t. But Josie was only shaking her head.

“All I want is to be fucked senseless. Fucked so hard I can’t walk tomorrow. Or the next day,” she said with a sly grin. “Do you think you can do that?”

Another spank, another challenge. She twisted her fingers in my chest hair and yanked.

In the space of a second, I grabbed Josie beneath her thighs and lifted her easily against the wall.

With a satisfied smile, she lifted her arms and looped them around the showerhead, baring her body to me. Her strong, tattooed legs wrapped around my waist.

I positioned my cock right at her entrance and paused.

Waited for her command.

Because it was more than just a sexy game. Of everything we’d done, this moment was going to carve itself into my memories, the way water shapes a canyon.

I’d never be the same.

“Fuck me, Gabriel,” she demanded.

The ragged moan Josie made when I bottomed out inside of her would stay with me for the rest of my goddamn life.

It was more than a sound of pleasure. It was a sound of total completion.

“Is this how you need it?” I asked, slamming back inside of her.

Shoving the wet hair from her face, I tilted her chin toward me so I could kiss her. And thrust again. With almost no finesse, no thought to the slow, teasing rhythm I usually started with.

I had instructions, and I intended on carrying them out.

“Your cock feels so… fuck,” she hissed as I kept fucking her in rapid-fire strokes. “And don’t you dare stop.”

Josie reached behind and dug her nails into my ass, breaking the skin. But never breaking eye contact. She held my gaze as her pussy clenched in time with my punishing rhythm. I took her nipples between my teeth, tugging on the tender piercings. Her sounds of pleasure were guttural and so real.

And every time I slowed, or faltered, she smacked my ass until I sped up.

And, fuck, I’d never been spanked before, but I was discovering nothing got me hotter. Nothing. I wanted to be used. Worked hard with a singular purpose. And it wasn’t dehumanizing. In fact, the exact opposite was true.

I’d never felt closer to another person in my life as I did right now, taking Josefine against the wall with wild abandon.

Josie sucked my thumb between her lush lips, and I almost lost it. But then she placed it against her clit and I rolled that tight bud in tiny, teasing circles.

Her hips snapped and shook, her orgasm so close. So I stroked her clit and fucked her with a fury. Suddenly, she was panting “Gabe, yes please yes,” with her head thrown back, her hands wrapped around my neck.

I fucked her against that wall like I was trying to break the damn thing down.

My goddess came with a shriek, back arched and laughing.

And as she spasmed beautifully around me, my vision filled with planets and stars and the entire universe, and in the center of it all was Josie.

My release was in sight, but I was still waiting. Being the ultimate audience to Josie’s soaring climaxes over and over was becoming my new favorite drug. And when Josie left… when Josie left…

“Gabe,” she whispered, breaking through my thoughts. She kissed me hungrily, and I breathed her in.

“Ask me anything.” I was hard as a rock and slowly moving inside her.

“Again,” she moaned, reaching down to grab my ass. “And harder.”