Post-shower bliss [M29/F18+][first person][shower sex][aftercare]
I step into the steamy bathroom, my eyes immediately find you, standing in the shower. The sight of you naked and glistening under the spray of beautiful water sends an instant jolt of desire through me. I quickly strip off my clothes and join you under the warm water, wrapping my arms around your waist from behind. "Need some help?" I murmur in your ear, pressing a kiss to your damp shoulder.
You shiver and nod, leaning back against my chest. "Please," you sigh happily. "I love it when you take care of me like this..."
I smile and reach for the body wash, squirting some into my palms. I work it into a lather before running my hands over your shoulders and down your arms in firm, sensual strokes. You moan appreciatively as I massage the bubbles into your skin, washing away the last traces of your stressful day.
I take my time, exploring every curve and valley of your body with my slippery hands, I explore everything from the nape of your neck, to the swell of your breasts, to the dip of your waist, and everywhere in between. I knead and caress until your skin is flushed pink and glowing. By the time I reach your hips and thighs, you're trembling against me, your breath coming in sexy little pants.
"Turn around, baby," I whisper in a hoarse voice. "I want to see you..."
You comply eagerly, spinning in my arms to face me. My gaze drops immediately to your breasts, full and heavy with desire, nipples stiff and begging for attention. "Fuck, you're so beautiful..." I groan, reaching out to cup them in my palms. I thumb the hard tips, rolling them in slow circles until you're arching into my touch, your eyes fluttering closed.
"Please," you whimper, your hands fisting in my hair. "I need..." The words dissolve into a moan as I pinch your nipples lightly, tugging on them just a little. "Yes, just like that..."
I oblige, working your sensitive nipples until you're quivering in my arms, your hips rocking restlessly against mine. The feel of your slick skin sliding against my erection is almost enough to make me lose control. With a growl, I spin you around again, pressing you back against my chest. "Not yet," I murmur in your ear. "I'm not done with you..."
I help you so I step out of the shower and quickly rinse us both off before shutting off the water and reaching for a fluffy towel. I wrap it around you snugly, lifting you into my arms. You yelp in surprise, clinging to my neck as I carry you out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. I set you down gently on the bed, unwrapping the towel so I can dry you off.
I take my time, dragging the soft material over your skin in slow, sensual swipes. You watch me through heavy eyes, your breath catching every time I brush a sensitive spot. By the time I'm finished, your skin is flushed and damp, your nipples hardened and begging for more attention.
I reach for the sweet caramel-scented lotion on your nightstand, squirting a generous amount into my palms. "Mmm, my favourite," you sigh happily, spreading your legs for me in invitation. I smile and rub the lotion between my hands before starting at your feet, massaging the sweet-scented cream into your skin in firm, circular strokes.
I work my way up your calves and thighs, kneading the tension from your muscles. You moan appreciatively as I pay special attention to your inner thighs, my thumbs skimming teasingly close to your center. "Tease," you pout, squirming restlessly.
"Just making sure you're good and relaxed," I chuckle, moving on to your hips and stomach. I take my time there too, savouring the feel of your smooth skin beneath my hands. By the time I reach your breasts, you're panting and flushed, your nipples stiff and rosy. "Please," you beg, arching into my touch. "I need..."
"Shh, I know," I soothe, finally giving your breasts the attention they deserve. I massage and knead the soft flesh until you're writhing beneath me, your hips rocking shamelessly. "Fuck, you're so sexy like this," I groan, my control finally snapping.
I capture your lips in a searing kiss, my tongue delving into your mouth to taste you. You kiss me back just as desperately, your hands roaming my body restlessly. I break away after a long moment, both of us panting harshly. "Please," you whimper, your eyes pleading with me. "I need you inside me..."
I don't need to be told twice. I reach down and line myself up, pushing into you in one smooth thrust. We both groan as I sink deep, your walls clenching around me like a vice. "Fuck, you feel so good," I growl, my hips start thrusting forward of their own accord. "I'm not going to last long..."
"You don't have to," you gasp, your nails digging into my shoulders. "Just fuck me, please..."
I oblige, setting a hard, punishing pace that has you seeing stars within minutes. You meet me thrust for thrust, your hips rising to meet mine perfectly. It's not long before we're both hurtling toward the edge, our bodies straining together as the pleasure builds and builds.
With a final hard thrust, we both come apart, your walls clenching around me as I spill deep inside you. We collapse together in a sweaty, panting heap, our limbs tangled together. I press a tender kiss to your sweaty temple as we bask in the afterglow. "I love you," I murmur, my voice filled with emotion.
"I love you too," you sigh happily, snuggling closer. "So much..."