Paul came over the other night, stopping at the gym first on his way from work. He let himself in like he always does, and I called to him from the next room: "Turn off the lights. Tonight I'm in a romantic mood." The lights went out in the living room, leaving only the candles in the bedroom to provide any light. The only sounds were his soft footsteps headed my way; he walked in and found me lying on the bed.
"Sweetheart, you look amazing, but it's been a long day. And I had a hard workout. I really do need to shower before you'll wanna get near me."
I immediately hopped out of bed. "Sounds great to me. Let's shower together!" I immediately shed my red lingerie and headed to the bathroom to start the water. "Light a candle. Candlelight only...so romantic."
I was in the shower and under the water before he was even undressed. I think he was still stunned...but VERY happy with how things were progressing. He stepped into the shower and into my waiting arms.
My bare breasts, nipples hard, pressed against him as he held me tightly. I kissed him, deeply passionate. As we kissed, I reached for the bottle of shower gel. My mouth still pressed against his I said, "I'll wash your body, you'll wash mine...." The kissing intensified as I squeezed the gel onto the palm of my left hand then stroked his cock, lathering him up. I backed away from him and started to bathe him. He stood in the middle of the shower as I moved around him. I lathered his body, head to toe, front to back. I used my hands and my feet and my ass and my breasts to bathe him. My hands lingered on his left nipple, rubbing and pinching. My hands roamed over his ass, fingers sliding down between his cheeks until I found that tender spot, pressing gently. I stood behind him and stroked his cock, tits against his back, his ass just above my clit. The flickering candlelight provided some erotic shadows against the wall.
I stood in front of him again, kissing. "Bathe me, Paul..." I stood back and made my body completely available to him. Slowly, he cupped his hands to gather water, carefully wetting my hair. He applied shampoo, his hands sensually massaging it into my hair as he kissed me. He stood beside me, wrapping his left arm over my stomach and around my back. "Lean back; I have you."
I trusted him and leaned back slightly, his arm suppporting me. He gently rinsed the bubbles from my hair, his right hand keeping the water and shampoo from my eyes. Rinsed, I returned to standing on my own power as he moved around me, bathing me. He stood in front of me, lifting each arm individually. His right hand holding either of mine, his left would trail from my finger tips, down my arm, down my side, across my stomach, then back up to my breast. Slowly, slowly, he traced my breast, working from outside toward the nipple, bubbles forming on my nipple, dripping off. He repeated with the other arm, then moved down to my legs.
I parted my legs slightly, anticipating his touch on my pussy, but he made me wait for it. He slowly ran both hands down one leg, lifting my foot gently to massage the gel into each toe. Setting my foot down, he lifted the other and began the process in reverse. As he got to the top of my thighs, he stood in front of me and kissed me again.
I loved his kisses, but..."I think you missed a spot."
"Shhhh...." He continued kissing me.
"But you aren't...."
"Hush." He picked up the bottle of gel again and began to lather his cock again.
"What are you...." My words were absorbed by his kisses. And then I felt it: his lathered cock plunging into my pussy. We turned slightly, and I backed up to the wall, pressing my body against it. With candlelight reflecting off the water on our bodies, the bubbles catching the light, he made love to me.
We moved together slowly, our bodies dancing under the stream of water rushing over us. He pinned my hands to the wall, my back arching, pressing my tits out against him. It didn't take long; I threw my head back as I came. He kissed my neck, sucking on it, biting me as he came inside me. Another orgasm had me screaming out.
We stood there, his cock inside me, just savoring the moment, looking into each other's eyes. "We should rinse off, dry off, and move back to the bedroom."
We moved under the stream of water, making sure the bubbles were washed away. Content we were rinsed, I reached for the handles.
"I think I missed a spot again."
"No, I think you got every spot, even that special spot inside." I smiled at him.
He knelt down then. "No, I definitely missed a spot. Let me lick it clean for you." He parted my legs, and as the water poured over my body, running off my breasts onto his body, he tasted me, sucked my clit. A finger slipped into my pussy, then a second. Sucking, sucking...I was cumming again, in his mouth this time, pussy wrapped around his fingers.
"Yes, you're all clean now." Kissing, we both reached for the handles and turned off the water. He grabbed the large towel off the bar and dried my body slowly. I reached for another towel and did the same to him.
We walked the short distance to my bed. "Let's get cozy." He laid beside me, pulling the sheets over us for warmth, my shoulders resting on his right arm. "Paige, you're the only one in the world I need."
We lay silently, listening to each other's soft breaths. We watched the candles flickering as we lightly caressed the other's body. He began to whisper sweet words of love in my ear, letting me know that he had missed me.
"I know you do. Here, I want to give you a special treat. Just roll over, and trust me." As he obeyed, I reached into the drawer beside the bed. I pulled out a bottle of lotion. "Let me give you a massage, Sexy."
He moaned softly. "As long as I can do the same thing to you," he whispered.
I warmed the lotion in my hands and straddled his hips, my bare pussy spread against his backside. I softly massaged the lotion into his back, my hands gliding against his skin, releasing what little tension was left in his body after his day. I moved beside him as I massaged his ass, then his thighs and calves. I thought he was finally relaxed, ready to drift off to sleep. I was happy that I could help him relax enough to get the rest he needed. But he surprised me.
He grabbed my hand and took the bottle from me. "Paige, you're so sexy. It's time for me to give you a special treat." I lay down on my stomach and let his hands explore my body, rubbing that lotion into my soft skin. As he began to massage my ass, I lifted my hips, inviting him to do more than massage.
He took my cue. I felt his finger pressing against my ass, pausing to let my body open to him. He pressed his finger in completely, and I thrust my ass against him, rocking my hips. I bit down on my pillow as I came.
"Don't muffle it. Let me hear you...."
"YES! Oh, Paul! Fuck me!"
He knelt behind me, grabbing my hips, pulling me up as he thrust his cock into my pussy from behind. His finger returned to my ass while I rubbed my clit. My clitoral orgasms came in quick succession.
"Let me ride you, Paul."
He pulled out and lay down on his back as I straddled his body again. My wet pussy slipped over his hard cock easily. I went fast, hard. I needed to cum on top of him. I needed to cum quickly. I grabbed my tits, licking my nipples as I fucked him. He held onto my hips, pulling me down onto him.
"Cumming. CUMMING!" He held me tighter as I rode him harder. My orgasm had barely passed, and he was flipping me over onto my back. He grabbed my legs and spread them far, holding them in the air as his cock drilled into me. Hard thrusts. Fast thrusts. My headboard was knocking against the wall, pounding out our rhythm.
I was cumming again, moaning, screaming. "Fuck me, Paul. Oh, fuck!"
"I'm gonna cum, Paige. Gonna cum...." Just then, with one last thrust, he exploded in me. I felt my pussy contracting against his pulsating cock, milking all that glorious cum out of him, squeezing him, taking his load deep in me. Feeling his cum with mine, feeling it oozing out of my hot pussy, running down my ass.
He kissed me so passionately, so deeply. I wanted him again, but I knew he had had a long day, that I had just added to his exhaustion.
"Here Paul, let's get cozy again." I pulled the covers up over us as he pulled out of me again, lying down onto his back, me snuggling up to his warm body again. "I love you."
He kissed my forehead. "I love you, too. Always." Even though he couldn't see in the candlelight, I smiled sweetly. I was so content, so very happy.
We lay there silently again, watching the shadows on the wall. Our breathing slowed, recovering from our evening together. "You are special. How did I get so lucky?"
"We're both lucky. Lucky to have found one another."
"I need you, Paige." He was kissing me, making love to me again. All night long. Making love in the dark...perfect.
But that was the other night, and I just now heard keys in the lock. "Hi Sexy. Turn off the lights...."
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