Shower

The refreshingly hot water hit her body with a gentle force, enough to wake her up from her nightly slumber. The water from the shower trickles down her body completely moistens her all over. She gives in and let her hair get wet. She rubs her herself life, forcing blood to circulate through her veins. Her skin starts to feel again when she felt a surprising but familiar sensation.

A hand touches her hips and up then around her waist. Another body moves closer from behind and she can feel him. His hardness cradled between her softness. His chest rising up and down in a steady breathing. His breath hitting her neck. Then a light kiss, just below where her jaw and neck meet.

She cranes her neck, urging him to kiss more. He gently sucks and bits her flesh causing her to gulp from the stimulation.

"I knew you’d join me… nothings better than a hot hmm… shower." she says with a smile.

He first ignores her comment, being currently preoccupied with kneading her breasts. She moans and moves closer to him.

"The only thing better than a hot shower is… one. With. You." He punctuates each word with a kiss on her shoulder.

She smirks at his response and presses his head lower to her neck. She wants him to suck her neck and leave a mark to let everyone know that she was his, just like the mark she left him last night.

He gets impatient from being behind her. He spins her in his arms, careful to not let her fall, or slip away from him. He moves the two of them to the left and pins her to the cold, tiled wall.

"Ahh…" The sudden speed and pressure caused air to escape her lungs.

He smiles, feeling proud of himself for dong what he did, but in those same moments he loses himself again. Now, he’s face to face, just a few centimeters from her. He felt her stomach shudder when she moaned. He sees the pleasure in her face when her head jerked up. His eyes traveled from her face to her neck down to her breasts, marveling at his lover’s wet, naked body. He feels himself starting to lose control.

She feels it too. His manhood was stiffening between her partially open thighs. She’s glad she’s able to arouse him in such a way. They’ve missed each other’s touch.

"I thought you’d be bored with me by now…" she says in a deeper voice. Then she reaches down between their bodies and takes him in her hands. "…Guess I was wrong."

"Ohh… God…" he moans loudly as she strokes him.

He leans closer to her for support, pressing her between the wall and her love. They touch foreheads in an effort to taste her lips again.

"Amy… please…" he begs. Then she thumbs the slit on the top of head. "I’m so… close… ohh."

"No" she forces herself to answer, moving away from his lips. "Just listen to my voice."

She wanted him. She loved the way she made him like this. She loved that she could make him groan. But what she loves the most the way she could please him like he does her.

His body is in tremors from the sensation of Amy’s caresses. He does his best to force his mind to wander to his paper work, his schedule… anything that could stop him from coming to fast. He tries not to lean into her too much. He knew that if he did she’d do things he never thought possible.

They were so close to each other. They could feel the other person panting against them. Their warm breathes in erratic pace, with an occasional gulp. His hot wet body in contrast to the cold, hard tiles. He was just getting harder in her hand.

She smiles mischievously and asks. "You like that?"

He could only nod in response. His voice was only in moans and pants. His eyes were glazed with lust. This was driving him nuts.

She bites her lower lip from smiling at his reaction. She loved giving him as much pleasure as she loved getting some from him.

She slows down her pace. Now, she’s just gently stroking him, up and down his shaft. He starts to breathe normally and gave off a sign of relief. The when he wasn’t expecting it… he was pushed off the edge.

Her grip tightens slightly and she begins to tug on him, hard. She painfully slowly rubs him up, and with her free hand, she presses his prostate. She placed the head in the palm of her hand and gently twists the top.
"Oh God…. Ahhh…" he came with a shout muffled by his lip biting for being so loud.

His knees nearly buckled from under him. His drained, warm body on top of hers. His head on her shoulder, breathing hard from the release.

She catches him, kisses his cheek. She leans in close to his ear and whispers "I bet you liked that more?"

He kisses her collar bon, as they feel his release pours down between their thighs with the water. "Yes, I definitely liked that." he answered against her skin.