My head falls back when I move my chest slightly forward, welcoming his touch.
Goosebumps run over my body when he whispers in my ear, “And we’ve just started.”
He pulls me into the shower, and before I know it, I’m under the water that’s rushing down every inch of my body. With the water blinding me, Alex touches me all over but I don’t care. I gladly close my eyes, feeling the drops cascade down my face while his hands explore every inch of me.
One hand pulls off of me, then the other. I’m tempted to pull away from the water to wipe my eyes, but before I do, his hands run up my sides again. They’re different this time—softer, silkier.
I’m hit by the scent of a manly body wash. When he finally brushes his hands over my breasts, jolts of heaven run up my spine as his hands glide over each one.
My head tilts back again, causing the running water to hit my face directly. I feel my knees start to give way when his hand slides down between my legs. His hands wrap around my waist, pulling me into him where his hard length runs along my lower stomach with no inhibition whatsoever.
“You’re so fucking sexy but I’m not going to take you in this shower.”
He turns me around, washing the soap completely from my body before shutting the shower off and opening the shower curtain.
The rush of cold air makes my skin tingle and my nipples harden. Alex takes full advantage, wrapping his lips around one of them while placing a towel behind me and pulling my wet body directly into his.
We don’t take the time to dry off as our mouths open to each other, allowing the other one in; licking, nibbling and sucking on each other’s lips. He lifts me up, carrying me to his bedroom, and tosses me on his bed.
I yelp in surprise, but before I can protest his lack of romance, his lips find mine. His large hands pick me up slightly, pushing me back on the mattress. Reaching in his nightstand, he pulls a condom out, placing it on the pillow next to my head.
I glance at it before looking back at him. Deciding to take matters into my own hands, I bring it up to my mouth, ensuring he’s watching my lips, and tug it open with my teeth.
After pulling it out, I run my fingers down his body. Grabbing his cock with the other hand, I rub it against my clit.
Fingers have never worked for me, but the size and softness of the head always does the trick. There’s something different about the width that if I run it along the right spot, I feel myself slicken with need to be inside me, and this time is no different.
A moan escapes my mouth and his fingers reach to feel my excitement. With my lips locked to his, I start at the tip and run the condom down his length then position the head right at my entrance, letting him take over from there.
Without hesitation, he takes the lead and slowly pushes himself inch by inch inside until he’s all the way in and his lips find mine.
“You ready for this?” he asks between kisses.
I don’t respond, but nod my head, grabbing his ass and pulling him in those extra few centimeters.
His growl fuels my hunger, and when he eases out and slams back in, my lips part in a deep moan I’ve never heard my mouth make.
Maybe it’s the build-up from the shower, or because I know this is just sex, but something feels different.
Then it hits me. I’ve never just fucked to fuck. I’ve always been in a relationship with the guy, having feelings for him, or wanting to be who they want me to be so they’ll stay with me.
Fuck that shit!
I’m ready to be me.
A surge of impulse floods through my veins as I push him off me, onto his back, and I climb on top of him. His laugh makes me smile and fuels me even more. I grab his cock, positioning it so I can slide down and start to ride him, not thinking about anything but getting myself off.
It’s amazing, I’ve never felt so alive, so in control of my life and my body.
Large hands grip my waist and hold me still as he slams up into me, causing me to crash to his chest and take what he’s offering.
I’m unable to hold back, and the screams coming out of my mouth make me blush but I can’t help it. I just hope his walls aren’t super thin so the neighbors can’t hear me.
Sensations take over and my arms can no longer sustain my weight. He flips me over to my back, opening my thighs wide as he pushes in again.
He’s trying his hardest to have me only feel the length of him and nothing else. With my legs open wide, he slides in and out, not touching any other part of my body—it’s driving me insane.
My orgasms have always been clit-based, but he’s hitting a spot inside that feels like triggers going off, exploding consciousness from my reality. In, out, in, out, just inside, not touching anywhere else.
