I made no effort to clean us up or to fix our clothes. I spooned him, an arm thrown over his hip, holding him against me.
The next time I woke up, I lay on my back, Ari sprawled on my chest, his mouth snug on my nipple, sucking peacefully. He slept through the alarm, and I had to reach for the phone to turn it off. Apparently, I hadn’t been the only one who needed a nap.
Ari stirred and woke me again. He released my nipple and was trying to squirm free of my hold, but I tightened my arm around him.
"Never letting you go," I murmured.
"I just want to pee."
That was a good reason. My bladder was on the edge of bursting too. I released him.
"We should probably take a shower too. We're covered in sweat and cum."
"You know what would make it even better?" He scooted to the edge of the bed and pulled up his tights and underwear.
"What?"
"You peeing on me again."
He disappeared into the bathroom, leaving me dumbstruck. Was that something he really wanted? My breath hitched, and surprise, surprise, my dick was interested in marking Ari too.
As long as it was in the shower…
I trailed him into the bathroom, but he hadn't peed. He'd stripped off his clothes except for his underwear. Damn, I loved his feminine attire. He looked so good in them. He looked damn good in everything.
"What took you so long?" he asked.
"Meaning?"
"I was waiting for your instruction to pee."
My heart skipped a beat, and I hesitated. Ari's accusatory voice echoed in my mind, pointing out my cowardice in not even wanting to admit the dirty things I liked doing to him.
Well, this was a new beginning for us both. No more shame.
"Get in the shower," I said.
He reached for his underwear, but I shook my head. "Keep it on."
His cheeks were flushed, and he licked his lips as he stepped into the glass-enclosed shower stall.
"Now you may pee."
"In my undies?"
"Yes, in your undies."
"But that's dirty, Daddy."
"And you're a dirty little boy, aren't you?"
"Yes."
"Then go ahead. Do it. I want to watch you pee your pants."
Ari dropped his gaze and sucked his bottom lip between his teeth. A wet stream appeared at the front of his underwear, then rushed down his legs. I sucked in a deep breath, allowing myself to feel the wave of heady emotions without questioning my sanity.
We both liked it, and that was all that mattered.