With the water pouring against his back he leans down, spits on my aching hole and he slips himself back inside me with a heavy thrust and a grunt to ...match it. My hands spread against the wall and hold still to feel the force of his thrusts. My pussy constricts around him and begs for more every time he pulls back. Our bodies find a rhythm, and with every slap of his balls against my ass, I can feel myself getting closer to coming.My toes start to tingle as he hits my g-spot over and over. I. Mycrofts arms settled around him easily, knowing what was coming, but he always needed Sherlock to voice it. Tell me, Sherlock. What can I do for you? he murmured. He fumbled a bit for words. Let me … let it go. Take control. Ill do whatever you want, My, anything. Sherlock looked up to his brother, shifting on his feet restlessly, hoping that that answer would suffice. His desperation was starting to show already. Mycroft hummed, stroking his dark curls gently before laying a kiss on his brow.. When we entered his flat it was huge and very luxurious flat but I could not see anyone.He locked the door behind me and then led me to his bedroom. I asked him where is your family he said they have gone to someone’s funeral and will be back in the night so I asked him why did he bring me here today so he said he wants to spend some alone time with me. I was angry on this I told him that I am not comfortable with you alone so please drop me back to my home but he insisted me to stay for some. " Wha... what do you want?" she said, actually making an effort to cover herself."I've come to take you home." Home?" Back to Clewiston. I've missed you Marcy. I didn't realize until recently just how much I wanted you."He helped her to her feet. She was so tired, physically and mentally, she simply offered no resistance as he led her back to his car."I've screwed up my life Kirk... badly!" I know, but I'm offering you a fresh start. A chance to..." ... to have the life we used to have?" she.