Rachel's Accident

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My back arched , pressing me closer to his mouth and I tugged on his hair, wanting to pull him even closer, still.
    One hand moved around to the front and started playing with my other nipple. The remaining hand stayed on my back, moving up and down. Now and then it skimmed over my butt and gave it a passing squeeze.
    When he pulled his mouth away from one nipple and changed over to the other he put his h ands under my butt and pulled me up his body. I crossed my legs behind his back as he pressed me into the cold tile wall.
    I shivered at the difference of the heat in the front from the shower and his body and the coldness in my back. His shaft pressed against my opening, demanding entrance, but he still held back and caressed my body until I squirmed.
    Then he slowly sank into me, inch by delicious inch. He stretched me almost to capacity and I felt even fuller than with his fingers inside me. He waited for me to adjust to his throbbing length. Then he started moving and white hot pleasure shot up my spine and all the way into my toes.
    I was moaning and calling his name, urging him on. He moved faster and faster in and out of my tight heat. His cock seemed to grow even thicker inside me, which could not be possible considering his already great measurements before.
    As I neared my peak again he slipped one hand between us and pressed his thumb against my nub. His strokes sped up in time with the movement of his thumb, rubbing circles over my throbbing clit.
    I came apart in his arms while crying out his name. My walls clamped down around his length as I orgasmed and his movements became jerky and rough. With a few more strokes he buried himself deep inside me and I could feel the heat of his seed shooting into my womb.
    We were both breathing hard as he slowly sat me down on my wobbly legs and helped me steady myself. His bandages had come off during our frantic lovemaking and I could now see that his hands were almost completely healed over again. They had now a pink glow to them from the exertion, but apart from that they were completely ready for action again.
    He kissed me again and started soaping my body and hair. He rinsed me off and then it was my turn to wash him and run my hands over his delicious body.
    By the time we toweled each other off we were panting again. And couldn’t seem to stop touching each other’s bodies. We stumbled out of the bathroom and over to his king sized bed, where he lay me down and made slow, sweet love to me again.
    Spent we lay together afterwards , trying to calm our erratic breathing . We were practically curled around each other and fell asleep in that position.
    When I woke up I looked over to the alarm clock and discovered it was shortly after noon. I looked around a little disoriented and found Ethan watching. When our eyes met he smiled at me and kissed me on the forehead.
    I was sure my face was beet red as he pulled away again. He smiled again at my reaction and pulled me closer to him.
    “I…,” I tried to say something, anything, but couldn’t think of anything appropriate at the moment.
    As if my stomach knew how to divert the awkward silence between us it growled loudly. We both laughed as Ethan’s stomach answered with an even louder grumble.
    “Let’s get something to feed our little monsters,” he said good-naturedly.
    He to ok my han d and we wandered to the kitchen completely naked. He wouldn’t let me get a single piece of clothing to cover myself. I was extremely conscious about my body and was glad when I could put on an apron and cover my nakedness up a little bit. With that attire I quickly pulled ingredients out of the fridge and co o ked us something fast.
    “I always imagined what you would look like in an apron with nothing else underneath, but this is so much better than my imagination could ever be,” he said as he caressed my backside while I was standing at the stove.
    “Don’t distract me or we’ll have another accident,” I warned

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