William woke up to find Trinity on his side, a smile spreading across his face. Today would be a day only to the both of them. Trinity's sister, Lilliana should be stopping in to take Beau for the day.



It was 10 A.M. when Will heard a knock, just as Lilliana texted him. He rushed downstairs, letting her in, guiding her to Beau's room.



"Will, you better be treating that little boy right, you ever hurt him, even make him cry, you're dead." Lilliam spoke sternly to him, making it clear to him that even though Beau wasn't his, he was to treat him as if he was.



"You're so much like Trinity, she gave me the exact same talk when she came home from the hospital too." William chuckled, gently picking up Beau, who was laying on his back, looking up at the ceiling.



"I know Trin always says how awfully quiet he is, which is odd, honestly. I don't want to assume anything, but have you two ever thought about how he might be deaf?" Lilliana took Beau from William, kissing Beau's cheek. Beau just looked at the blue walls of his room in a daze.



"Why are you bringing this up, Lilliana?"



"Because our younger brother Markus did the same exact things as a baby, he never heard any of us. He was always quiet and never responded to any sound. He happened to be deaf, due to something wrong with the nerves in his brain. It was some type of genetic disease that spread to other places of his brain, he passed away when he was one year old. Trin and I were 11, that's why we moved to Märsta." Lilliana exhaled, bouncing Beau in her arms, a smile creeping on her face hearing him giggle.



"Shit. I never knew that... Well, Trinity's gotta be getting up soon. See you later." William rushed them out, not wanting to think anymore of a depressing topic. He ran back upstairs, Trinity still asleep.



He pressed his lips on the skin behind her ear, kissing his way down her neck. Trinity shifting around at his touch.



"Wake up, beautiful." He whispered, his hot breath stirring in her ear.



"Mmm, do I have to?" She groaned, her eyelids fluttering open, taking a glance at the clock on the nightstand. "Oh fuck, Beau's probably wating for me to feed him!"



"Trin, remember Lilliana came in to take care of him today so we can have a nice day together."



"And you've been dealing with my sister while you were shirtless the entire time?" She laughed, "I told you that was only a sight for me!" She teased, pulling him down to her, their lips clashing. They broke apart, gasping slightly. "Will, I need to take a shower, I'm a mess." She got up, walking to the master bathroom, William's craving gazed unnoticed.



Trinity turned on the water, letting it heat up as she closed the door. She stepped into the shower, getting her hair wet, lathering it in shampoo. The water cascaded down Trinity's hair and all over her body. Then a slight breeze tickled her nipples and they responded with hardened tips. She knows he is there. He doesn’t have to say a word. She can feel his dark-blue eyes watching her as she showers. Her eyes remain closed as she rinsed off the shampoo, along with all the sleepiness.



“William, is that you?” she asks.



“Who else would be watching you take a shower?” he jokingly replies back. She finally opened her eyes…just in time to see him slip off his black boxer briefs and step into the standing shower with her. Damn, he is a sight to behold…especially when his muscular, 6’2” frame is standing in front of her naked.



She steps backwards to allow the shower head to spray him with droplets that do nothing but accentuate his strong shoulders, glisten off of his arms and trickle down his chest. She tries not to watch the droplets that are traveling via his chest…because then her eyes will be drawn down to his penis…and oh, what a pretty penis it is. It’s the same sun-kissed color as the rest of his body…a good 7.5 to 8 inches depending on the time and day…and super thick. It’s the type of dick you want to conquer with your mouth…and your pussy. He doesn’t even have to “man-scape” since he barely has any hair surrounding his cock…and what little he has is like an arrow pointing to his prize possession. Well it’s actually more like Trinity's prized possession.



He could care less about the size of his dick…and is as humble about it, as he is with everything else in his life. A splash of water hits her face and she is shaken out of her reverie.




“What are you daydreaming about there, pretty girl? It better not be about another man.” William laughed.




“And what if I was?” she retorts back as she “tries” to tickle him. Will declares that he is not ticklish…even when he clearly squirms every time her fingers tickle his sides.



“Stop, I told you I’m not ticklish,” He says…of course all the while trying to fight back laughter and squirming like a wiggle worm from side to side. He then easily picks up her 5'4” frame and places her against the shower wall, as she wraps her legs around his back. He showers her face and neck with little pecks as she giggles with delight and tries to not get water into her eyes.


“Did you miss me yesterday?” Trinity asks.



“Umm…naw, not really." He says while shaking his head no. “I can think of 10 other places I would rather be right now, instead of showering naked with you…like being in a gym with a bunch of sweaty, smelly men,” he teases. She laughs out loud. They have grown to love and understand each other’s sense of sarcastic humor. She knows how to read through his sarcasm to realize that the most important things out of his mouth, are what he does not say.



She kisses him on the lips. What started as an innocent peck, turns into an instant hunger. His arms grip around her tighter, as he presses her even harder against the wall. Her arms are around his neck as their lips melt into one and her tongue searches out his. She sucks on his bottom lip and a moan escapes from deep in his throat. She can feel him harden in between her open and parted legs. Their time when they couldn't love had only made their kisses even more intense and their carnal desires even harder to fight.



Finally he stops and wills himself to pull away. Trinity doesn’t know how he does it, but Will has always had more willpower than her.



“Whew, baby,” he says, while catching his breath. “We’ve got to stop before I lose all self-control in the shower.” He gently lowers her back down.



Trinity had already finished washing herself up but she grabbed their two bath sponges and poured body wash into both…one for him and one for her…so that they could wash each other down. She turns her back to him so he can scrub her down…first her back, then her neck. Then he gets on his knees and she likes being the taller one at the moment. He gently places kisses all over her butt cheeks and she just sighs in contentment. Trinity places her hands on the shower wall for support and arches her back towards him, silently begging him not to stop. He then scrubs down her legs and even the soles of her feet.



William is such a detailed person. Then he spins her around to face him. She starts washing his chest,his shoulders, his neck, then the back of him. His face is serious and his eyes are zoomed in on her breasts. Trinity's breasts are not the typical small Swedish girl ones, at a
34 D and very round, they were just right for Will. He loves her breasts, he is totally a breasts man. She wants him to just grab them and put them in his mouth, and suck, and lick, and nibble, until she can’t stand it anymore. But he doesn’t. He simply places little soft pecks everywhere as he is still gently scrubbing her lower back and butt. God she wishes he didn’t have such restraint. He unintentionally makes her feel like a nympho sometimes.



“Baby, please…” Trinity spoke.



“Shhh…I just want to take it slow. Let me enjoy this view. I just want to wash you up right now.” He is such a tease and he knows it. Or maybe he’s really a sweetheart, and she’s just really a horny mess right now. Then Will suddenly puts his mouth over her left breast and she moans instantly. His hands are all over her ass, palming her round butt checks, like they are his favorite pair of basketballs. She leans herself closer to him and holds onto the back of his head. The shower is hitting her back, this feels like a dream, a wet dream.



His hands slowly move from her butt to her hips. Then he slightly parts her legs with one of his hands and slides it in between her thighs. He places his thumb on her clit and uses his other four fingers to lightly trace the outside of her pussy lips. He has barely touched her pleasure zone and she is already gasping for air. She starts panting and moaning as his fingers continues to search her. It feels so good she can barely keep her knees from collapsing. She doesn’t want him to stop, but he does.



“Trin, let’s finish showering so we can go to the bedroom. I want to lay you down.” So typical of Will, his favorite place to have sex is in bed. Trinity was actually hoping he would try something different, but guess not. “Wait Will, I haven’t finished cleaning you up. Stand up, so I can get your legs.” When he stands up, Trinity can barely concentrate. She is scrubbing him down, moving the bath sponge up and down his long legs, her pussy throbbing, and his beautiful dick is in her face. She can’t take it anymore, she wants that thing in her mouth!



He feels her reach for it and he tries to push her hands away. “Baby, not here. I really want to get out of here. The water is getting cold anyways.” She ignores him. He’s a man, he doesn’t know what he wants half the time anyways. But she knows what she wants. She wants to taste him with the cool water hitting her back. She wants him to just lose control, relax and release himself onto her, and then let the water clean them both off. So she ignores what his mouth is saying, and listens to his dick. Because his dick clearly wants her to suck it. It has grown hard in her hands again.



Before he can protest again, she grabs the base of dick and guides the rest of it into her mouth. A moan escapes his lips. He gives in to her, finally. He braces himself against the wall and leans his head back, eyes closed. She takes her tongue and trace from the base of his dick to the tip…slowly. Then she uses her tongue to draw circles around the head…over and over again. He can barely contain himself, with all types of moans and half spoken Swedish curses coming out of his mouth. Her lips form a tight grip around the head of his dick and she slowly sucks, moving her head back and forth…and taking him deeper and deeper with each head nod. His hands are tangled in her hair…he starts controlling her head…causing her to take him even deeper…even faster. She has to use her hands to slow his movements. His dick is so big, it keeps hitting the back of her throat and she is trying to fight her gag reflex.



Her eyes are starting to water. God…Trin, keep it together. Just breathe in through your nose. She don’t want him to stop, she can’t tell him to slow down, otherwise he may never let himself lose control like this again. Trinity attempts to maintain it…to regain control of the stroke. She starts moaning as she continues to work her mouth and lips up and down his shaft.



“Oh shit, I’m starting to feel it. Oh shit…don’t stop. Go crazy on the top of my dick. Baby I’m about to cum…” She can feel his legs start to shake and his dick starting to tense up. She leans her head back, with her mouth open and tongue out. He knows what to do. He takes over where her hands used to be and aims for her mouth. She hears him say “fuck” before she feel his seed spills all over her. He seed is showering down on her tongue, her chin, dripping down her neck, while the cool water is plastering her back. He’s been holding it for weeks and the buildup is evident all over Trinity's chest. He finally finishes unloading himself and sighs with relief. He looks down at her and says, “Baby, are you ok? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”



“No, of course not, I love sucking you off and I love the way you taste,” she says, as she gently cleans his tender and now shrunken dick. She then finishes rinsing herself, along with what remains of William, off of her skin. Finally she turns the water off. He hugs her tenderly.



“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” he says, in between kisses all over her cheeks. “That was awesome. You are awesome.”



Trinity smiled to herself. She loves pleasing him. She loves the warm afterglow she get when she sees him so satisfied, and so happy. After every time he cums, he gets this cheesy smile, the ones where his dimple shows, and she loves knowing that she is the reason behind it. He grabs a towel and wraps it around his waist. Then he grabs a towel for Trin and slowly dries her off.



After a long moment of silence, Trinity finally spoke. "I think I'm ready, Will."



He looked at her in a confused way, "Ready for what??"



"Lars William Karlsson, I mean a baby."

Notes

I avoided my canadian instincts and called it a bathroom whoops