Shower with me…

It’s been a long day. A hot shower was much needed. Steam filled the room. The door opened slowly. His hand pulled the curtains to the side as he stepped in one foot after the other. She was exhausted. He wrapped his left hand around her waist. Grabbing her neck with the other. Pulling her closer to him, he placed kisses onto her wet skin. She could feel him getting aroused.

“I missed you today,” she told him.

“My apologies love,” he responded.

He washed her back, massaging her in between. Soap dripped down her thighs. Caressing each breast, he pinched her nipples. Biting her lips, she turned to face him, but he declined.

Taking a fistful of her coarse hair, he pushed her forward.

“Yes, babe. Give it all to me,” she moaned.

But he wasn’t ready. He didn’t want her in the shower tonight. Turning the water off, he grabbed a towel to dry her. Holding hands, he lead her to the kitchen. Lifting her onto the counter, he spreaded her legs evenly apart.

“How do you want it,” he asked?

“I want you to fuck me right here on this counter.”

Staring into each other’s eyes, he slid his fingers inside her lining. Juices drip down the counter onto the floor.

“Are you ready to feed me,” he whispered?

She smiled as she wrapped her legs around his neck.

“Eat it all babe,” she spoke softly.

Minutes went by and he wasn’t stopping anytime soon. He carried her to the bedroom, laying her on the bed. Smooth jazz, played in the back. He entered her going as deep as possible. Moans echoed around the room. It was art in motion.

“Mmmmm, yes babe,” she moaned.

“I love you,” he confessed.

Tears fell down her cheeks as she leaked onto the sheets.

“I love you,” she replied with emotions.

He calls me beautiful