We quickly reached my apartment. And the closer we get to the door, the stronger the desire. Passion almost overwhelms us completely. Especially since this devil keeps teasing: a broad hand finds itself on my buttock, stroking in circular motions, then soft lips touch the sensitive spot behind my ear, strong fingers indiscreetly slide up the smooth fabric of the dress and stop at the swollen sides, caressing, squeezing, and sending a web of sweet spasms through my body.
And all gets seasons with a husky, seductive whisper, telling me what he will do to me as soon as we reach the bed, where he and how he will touch me. Needless to say, when we finally find ourselves in the hallway, I am shaking from an insane desire, and it's almost splashing between my thighs.
" Andriy, I need a shower, " I say intermittently between kisses.
" No problem, " he chuckles, and I feel how strong fingers lift the hem of the dress upwards. I chuckle. " You wouldn't refuse company, would you?
The light fabric of the dress ends up on the floor, and I'm left in only a bra. And still without panties, because this devil refused to give them back, forcing me to sit in the office all day without underwear. But his hot gaze right now definitely makes those torments worth it.
The dark-blue jacket quickly disappears from his broad torso and flies downward. Strong fingers non-stop quickly deal with the buttons on his shirt. I step towards him and touch the belt of his trousers, greedily surveying the significant bulge in his crotch. I unbutton and unzip.
He can't resist, and doesn't bother to, eventually " quickly removes the trousers along with the boxers. The burning desire hastens, and Andriy clearly has no intention of holding back, as his broad, warm hand lands on my waist and tugs me towards him, taking the heavy pulsing shaft in his hand with the other. Moving it up and down. He burns me with his look. Hungry. Craving.
With no moment to recover, he dives greedily into lush lips. Then I feel how hard flesh presses against my belly, and his hands quickly travel my back. They reach for the clasp of the be, and it flies down with the rest of the things, while my sharp nipples press against his trained muscular torso, covered with a light stubble, which only more irritates the sharp peaks.
He kisses passionately again. Does not let go of the hot and crazy embrace, while his hands caress everywhere. I myself don't know how we reach the bathroom, because after his kisses, everything is like a sweet and dizzying fog. Andriy turns on the water in the shower and steps under the warm, pleasant streams. Pulls me in with him.
I must confess " I adore lounging in the bath, and shower only when I'm in a hurry.. But like this together... taking a shower with a man who I have feelings for... turns out to be very exciting.
An untimely thought flies by that I never had such a moment before. Even with my ex. And then it is displaced by another " feelings... Now it really gets scary, and to confess this even silently, let alone out loud... Yes, of course. I'm afraid to fall again... But something about this man grabs me. Something wild, forbidden, and so sweet.
The whirl of my thoughts is interrupted by his lips, which clamp over the hard nipple. Pull, suck, and then Andriy gently bites it with even teeth and traces with his tongue over the bites. My breathing falters.
He withdraws from me, and the male hand reaches for the bottle of shower gel. Andriy opens it and squeezes a bit of gel onto his palm. Sets the bottle aside and rubs the liquid between his palms, and I just watch, mesmerized and greedily, his movements.
Then my boss begins carefully soaping me, starting with my breasts and going lower with circular massaging movements. His gaze becomes predatory, animalistic, but full of the promise of sinful pleasure. And when he touches there, " all thoughts fly out of my head, and the body arches, I throw my head back, and a muffled moan-sigh escapes my chest.
I nestle closer to him, pressing my warm fingers even tighter. All my sensations are sharp to the pain, to the tingling in the fingertips: vividly and clearly I feel the patter of drops on my breasts and shoulders, his burning touches to my buttocks and long fingers between the thighs, teasing and caressing simultaneously.
And then suddenly he breaks away from me and swiftly turns me to face the tiled wall. Makes me lean against it with both hands, and with my knee, spread my legs wider. Broad palms lay on my thighs and pull them up, and then I feel a hot shaft pressing between them. He slowly begins to push inside, stretching and filling me.
From the deluge of sensations, I bite my lip and cannot hold back a moan. Desperately, I arch even more, moving to meet him and silently asking for more. Andriy catches my mood, for he does exactly as I want at that moment: enters deeply, thrusts sweetly, and moves rapidly and wildly.
" Yes, " I let out. " I want it deeper…
He responds quickly. The muscular hand lifts my thigh higher, holding it firmly. He, gaining better access, thrusts further in, fulfilling my sweet requests.
Andriy picks up the pace, speeds up, and the spring at the bottom of my abdomen tightens even more. I bite my lip. Ecstasy is so close. I move my hips to meet him only more fiercely. And then a sudden explosion covers me completely, drowns and bathes me in incredible honey sensations.
My body writhes in spasms, I swim in euphoria, and Andriy does not stop or slow down. On the contrary. From my orgasm, he gets only stronger and thrusts more fiercely. Finally, Andriy rapidly pulls out of me, and I feel how he pours out onto my buttocks.
We both still breathe heavily. My body softened after the wild ride and his closeness. I feel a light kiss on the shoulder, and then a soaped sponge touches my back. He moves it down with light, lazy movements and returns up, sliding along the back. And this relaxes insanely, as well as brings us closer.
His muscular hands find themselves under my breasts. I barely push myself off the wall and lean back. Andriy presses me to his torso. Kisses my neck. I feel his smile as he runs the sponge over my breasts. And involuntarily, I smile. I snatch it out of his hands and turn to face him.
" Now my turn, " I peek slyly from under my lashes. " Stand and endure, " I command, and he, with unhidden delight, watches as I squeeze more shower gel onto the sponge and lather it. Then I began to soap his muscular body, moving the sponge from top to bottom. Yet those, I have to say, are sophisticated tortures, because I want not to soap him, but to run my tongue over, to taste, to enjoy the sensations.
I realize that I'm aroused again. Then pleasantly note how his penis twitches anew, ready for battle, as Andriy's face muscles move from him clenching his jaws tighter and flinching. I am not alone in this desire. But he holds back " just as I commanded. And this ephemeral sensation of power over him, " it’s intoxicating...