The Lovers - 11. Fabrizio

He was naked when he told me to come and joined him in the glass door shower, which was strangely large enough for two. I couldn't imagine the cost of the jet's bathroom alone.

His perfect chiseled body was making me smile at him. He was one of those Hollywood types of men that just don't seem to age. But he actually aged, just like a very fine wine. His sexual advances, his calm calculated demeanor were all showing off his finesse in lovemaking.

"My young Ethan, you have a very supple and delicious body. Kiss me, baby..."

And with that words, I was trailing my kisses down until I kneel and his back rest on the shower glass wall. He was gripping my hair and moaning my name lowly, then he tilted his head back when I was deep-throating him.

"Oh...again baby, fuck!"

He burst when my hands squeeze his ass and I pulled him closer and took him deeper. He caressed my jaw, and help me up and we were back to kissing in no time. The water hits our body and I finally move back for air. He la