After he brings me to full arousal, he has me get on my hands and knees. The bathtub is deep, with the water level teasing the edge. I have to crane my neck to keep my head above water. He kneels behind me, and I feel his cock at my entry. He buries himself in me gradually, then circles his thumb around my other hole, reminding me that earlier I lost that virginity.

“I can’t wait to be inside there,” he murmurs, slowly bucking his hips.

I can. The butt plug was a good size, and still much smaller than him.

“Touch yourself,” he commands.

Not wanting to lose the momentum for my arousal, I happily reach for my clit. His thrusting causes the water to splash into my face. It’s distracting, making me lose track of my place.

“You want some breath play?” he asks.

Remembering how intensely I came the time he covered my mouth and nose to keep me quiet so that my other housemate, Simone, didn’t hear anything, I say okay.

Darren fists his hand in my hair. “Take a good breath. Now hold it.”

I thought he was just going to do what he did before. Instead, he dunks my head under water while he shoves himself into me.

When he pulls my head back up, I gasp loudly, mostly because I panicked. He waits for me to collect myself.

“Good breath. And hold.”

Wait! We’re doing this again? I quickly take a breath before he plunges me back in.

“That’s enough,” I sputter when he pulls me out.

“You have to use your safety word.”

Safety word. What was my safety word?

“Take a breath and hold.”

I remember the safety word when I’m underwater. As soon as I’m back out, I say, “Cake!”

Water streams down my face. He releases my hair and wipes my face. I make a mental note not to forget my safety word next time.

He pulls me up so I’m on my knees. I’m glad my face is no longer near the water. He gropes my breasts, then turns my face around to take my mouth. Still recovering from the breath play, it takes me several minutes before I engage in the long, wet kiss. Fitting a hand between my thighs, he rubs my clit.

“Can I come?” I whisper while his mouth continues to devour me.

“Yes, Bridge.”

He pinches a nipple harshly. My climax follows seconds after. I quake against him, his hands on my mound and on a breast, my pussy spasming over his cock, which is still buried inside me. When I’m done, my body still throbs in multiple places.

Darren withdraws his cock and sits back down. “Suck me off.”

I settle on my hands and knees between his legs, but his lower body is completely beneath water, which means more breath play. I take a deep breath, hold it, and go down on him. This might take a while, since I have to come up for air every now and then, so I use my hands and jerk him off when I need a breath. From his grunts, I gather he’s getting closer and closer to his climax. He also starts holding my head in place when my mouth is wrapped around his shaft.