“Elizabeth,” I moan, “you feel so fucking amazing.” I move my hips, the sensation overwhelming. “So warm, so soft.”
I don’t even know what I’m saying, words are falling out between kisses; feeling her like this, with nothing in between us, is more incredible than I imagined it would be.
Her legs are drawn up to my waist, allowing me in even deeper; and one of her hands is on my ass, pulling me into her while her hips buck to meet mine. With her other hand around my neck, she keeps our foreheads connected, and when we’re not kissing, we’re looking into each other’s eyes.
“I love you so fucking much,” I murmur.
“I love you too.”
She takes her hand from around my neck and lowers it between us; I lift slightly to give her room so she can play with herself.
“You gonna come with me, princess?”
“Yes,” she gasps.
I can already feel her getting close, her pussy pulsing around me.
“Fuck, that feels good,” I moan.
“I’m gonna come!”
Her body trembles and shakes beneath me as she succumbs to her orgasm; I quickly follow, and it feels so fucking amazing, I swear I even go blind for a moment. I collapse onto her, and have no idea how long I lie there, but she’s gently stroking my sides and my back and doesn’t seem to mind.
“You okay?” she asks, a light chuckle in her voice.
“I don’t know what I am, you’ve ruined me.”
I lift up to roll off, but she pulls me back; we kiss for a while, only pausing to gasp as I soften and slip out of her, both of us sensitive.
“When I can walk again,” I say, “how about I go and run us a bath?”
“Why don’t you stay here and find your legs; I’ll go run us a bath, it is your birthday after all.”
She kisses me, before standing from the bed and walking naked to the bathroom, looking back as she reaches the door to give me a smile.
Fuck… I’m so in love with this girl.
Elizabeth
It’s rare that I can enjoy sitting in a bathtub where my body feels comfortable, usually they’re too narrow, leaving me feeling cramped. But this gorgeous freestanding tub is made for two, both of us sitting at either end, watching each other through the bubbles, a glass of whiskey in our hands.
My knees are drawn up towards my chest as I lean back comfortably, grateful that the taps are central so there’s nothing stopping either of us from being fully relaxed. We’ve not spoken since we got in, just enjoying each other in this space; the heat from the water and the gentle touches that happen between us, but now, I want to be closer.
I place my drink on the floor and turn my body, so my back is towards Angel. He moves his legs either side of me so I can lean back against his chest, feeling his cock pressing against my ass, pleased that he’s already hard. He wraps his arms around me, using his hands to lazily drip water down my breasts and my shoulders. My nipples react to the cold outside of the water, becoming even more sensitive as he runs his thumbs over them softly.
“When we live together, we’re definitely gonna have a tub like this,” he says.
“Decorating already? Someone’s excited.”
“Tell me you wouldn’t wanna do this every night before we go to sleep.”
“Well when you put it like that,” I say, tilting my head back to smile at him, “what other benefits would the bathtub come with?”
He kisses my shoulder, licking along my skin and pausing to bite in a couple of places. Keeping one hand on my breasts, he strokes and teases my nipples, while his other hand runs down over my belly. My legs instinctively part for him when he reaches my pussy.
He’s taking his time, lazily brushing his fingers over me, making my body work for it as I try to push my hips into his hand.
“So impatient,” he chuckles, “I rushed earlier, I’m not gonna rush again.”
