lavished my breasts with loving attention. His mouth and fingers traced every bit of my soft flesh slowly, as if trying to memorize them.
Desire churned deep in my core and my heart pounded in my chest.
Joe slid one hand down over my belly and between my thighs. He raked over the soft curls and rubbed lightly at the slickness they concealed.
My fingers dug into his firm, muscular shoulders as he delved deeper and slipped a fingertip inside me. It slid in easily, my arousal flowing and fragrant in the moist air.
"Joe…" I whispered, unable to form any other words.
"God, Liss. I love how your body responds to me. I missed touching you." With that he pushed in deeper, stretching and sending a thrill through me. He kept murmuring my name as his finger moved faster and faster, coaxing more and more pleasure from me. My head fell against the wall of the shower and my legs parted further.
I opened my eyes and slid a hand down Joe's arm and between us, desperate for more. I wrapped my fingers around his length, pulling him closer and telling him what I wanted without words.
"So much for romance?"
"Later," I breathed.
He chuckled, circled his thumb over my clit and then stood up to his full height. A condom appeared from somewhere and I watched him roll it on with bated breath before raising my head to look at his face again. His eyes practically glowed with desire and I bit my lip to keep from moaning at the sight. Joe looked at me like I was the sexiest woman in the world and while our gazes were locked I became just that.
I tugged him closer to me with a saucy smile, needing more. Wanting it all.
Joe gripped my hips securely, pushed me back against the wall and lifted me up a few inches.
"Hey," I said, dragged out of the moment with shock. "Don't. I'm too heavy."
"Hush." He tilted me back a bit and lined our bodies up.
Still scared he'd drop me I hooked a leg around his waist and pressed the tip of his erection against my core. He slipped inside and we both moaned. Concerns about my weight forgotten, I held his forearms and lifted my other leg to get us at the perfect angle. The penetration was slow and steady until Joe filled me completely.
"Oh god," was all I could say as he widened his stance a bit, braced my back against the wall and began thrusting.
Stinging beads of water from the shower hit my skin all over as we moved smoothly together. I kept my eyes on Joe's and he never stopped looking at me. I wasn't thinking about how I looked or how long he could hold me. None of that mattered. As he drove into me again and again the whole world ceased to exist. There was nothing except us and that steamy space.
Intense pleasure radiated out from my core to every extremity, and locked in Joe's arms and under his gaze, I climaxed, every part of me tightening and releasing rhythmically. I was still riding the waves when he plunged deep inside me and let himself go off too.
We uncoupled slowly and Joe kissed me softly on the lips as he helped me plant my feet back on the ground.
"Best shower ever," he said, voice still low with desire.
"By far. Now you really need cleaning up."
He laughed and grabbed a sponge and squeezed out some body wash that smelled like a glacier lake. "Wanna help out?"
I took the soapy sponge and nodded.
Joe stepped back so he was barely under the water and spread his arms. "Clean me, woman."
"Silly." I felt like my head was full of helium and not quite attached to my body, but I liked it. Running the sponge over Joe's neck and shoulders I took time again to admire his body. The opposite of mine in a wonderful way. He was all compact muscles and tanned skin. The tattoo on his shoulder rippled as my hands passed over it and down to his chest. I washed the bumps and dips of his abdominal muscles. He grunted when the soap slid down to his still firm cock and arched an eyebrow at me.
"I am not washing that, buddy. We'll be in this shower all night."
Joe smiled and grabbed me. "What's wrong
Desire churned deep in my core and my heart pounded in my chest.
Joe slid one hand down over my belly and between my thighs. He raked over the soft curls and rubbed lightly at the slickness they concealed.
My fingers dug into his firm, muscular shoulders as he delved deeper and slipped a fingertip inside me. It slid in easily, my arousal flowing and fragrant in the moist air.
"Joe…" I whispered, unable to form any other words.
"God, Liss. I love how your body responds to me. I missed touching you." With that he pushed in deeper, stretching and sending a thrill through me. He kept murmuring my name as his finger moved faster and faster, coaxing more and more pleasure from me. My head fell against the wall of the shower and my legs parted further.
I opened my eyes and slid a hand down Joe's arm and between us, desperate for more. I wrapped my fingers around his length, pulling him closer and telling him what I wanted without words.
"So much for romance?"
"Later," I breathed.
He chuckled, circled his thumb over my clit and then stood up to his full height. A condom appeared from somewhere and I watched him roll it on with bated breath before raising my head to look at his face again. His eyes practically glowed with desire and I bit my lip to keep from moaning at the sight. Joe looked at me like I was the sexiest woman in the world and while our gazes were locked I became just that.
I tugged him closer to me with a saucy smile, needing more. Wanting it all.
Joe gripped my hips securely, pushed me back against the wall and lifted me up a few inches.
"Hey," I said, dragged out of the moment with shock. "Don't. I'm too heavy."
"Hush." He tilted me back a bit and lined our bodies up.
Still scared he'd drop me I hooked a leg around his waist and pressed the tip of his erection against my core. He slipped inside and we both moaned. Concerns about my weight forgotten, I held his forearms and lifted my other leg to get us at the perfect angle. The penetration was slow and steady until Joe filled me completely.
"Oh god," was all I could say as he widened his stance a bit, braced my back against the wall and began thrusting.
Stinging beads of water from the shower hit my skin all over as we moved smoothly together. I kept my eyes on Joe's and he never stopped looking at me. I wasn't thinking about how I looked or how long he could hold me. None of that mattered. As he drove into me again and again the whole world ceased to exist. There was nothing except us and that steamy space.
Intense pleasure radiated out from my core to every extremity, and locked in Joe's arms and under his gaze, I climaxed, every part of me tightening and releasing rhythmically. I was still riding the waves when he plunged deep inside me and let himself go off too.
We uncoupled slowly and Joe kissed me softly on the lips as he helped me plant my feet back on the ground.
"Best shower ever," he said, voice still low with desire.
"By far. Now you really need cleaning up."
He laughed and grabbed a sponge and squeezed out some body wash that smelled like a glacier lake. "Wanna help out?"
I took the soapy sponge and nodded.
Joe stepped back so he was barely under the water and spread his arms. "Clean me, woman."
"Silly." I felt like my head was full of helium and not quite attached to my body, but I liked it. Running the sponge over Joe's neck and shoulders I took time again to admire his body. The opposite of mine in a wonderful way. He was all compact muscles and tanned skin. The tattoo on his shoulder rippled as my hands passed over it and down to his chest. I washed the bumps and dips of his abdominal muscles. He grunted when the soap slid down to his still firm cock and arched an eyebrow at me.
"I am not washing that, buddy. We'll be in this shower all night."
Joe smiled and grabbed me. "What's wrong
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