The Story of Us

“Wow, Sabine. Aren’t you the romantic?” He says, as he bends down to kiss me ever so softly. His lips and his indulgent touch has me craving for more. “Please. Take your clothes off and join me,” I say feeling desire racing through me, yearning for more of his kisses, more of his touches. He turns around and walk over towards the sink. He removes all of his clothes leaving them at a puddle by his feet before slowly striding back over towards me. His gaze is intense as he stares at me slowly, seductively moving the tip of his tongue across his lips. I find myself instinctually rising so that he can sit behind me. The water slowly runs down the curves of my body creating an enticing sight for him, as I placate to his natural male tendencies for erotic visuals. He steps in to the tub. I watch his physique as he grips both sides of the tub. I watch as the muscles in his arms tense and flex as he slides down underneath me. I use his body for leverage as I rotate in the water to face him. I have made the water purposely hotter than normal to add glisten and a hint of perspiration to give my face a sultry look. I face him. Our eyes lock. I have him; his smooth lips to mine are imminent. I smile then break the tension by looking away and grabbing the sponge. He releases a breath, as I rub the sponge lightly from his neck to his shoulders, then firmly grip his shoulders, squeezing the water from the sponge, I notice that his shoulders are strong and hard. My mind naturally gravitate to the image of him manhandling me sexually. His skin is soft and smooth. He smells like the embodiment of man and cologne. The steam rising from the water makes him glisten. I dip the sponge in the water once more and squeeze it over his chest. His body is so warm, hell, hotter than the water we’re in. I wipe the sponge over his chest and press my lips against his collar bone leaving a soft kiss. He moans. I can feel his erection as I continue to play with his body. I position myself so that our faces meet. He grabs my head and pulls me in for a very passionate kiss. No longer imminent, it has initiated, the kiss I’ve been longing for. He lifts my body and positions me so that my legs straddle each side of him. My knees are bent and I lift up to grab the condom that I placed between the towels. I quickly open it and roll it down on his throbbing penis, as I look him in the eyes. I position his erection on my clitoris and rub it up and down. I can instantly feel my body wanting to explode. We are kissing and grinding, and then I feel his cock slide slowly inside of me, stretching me out and filling me up. He pauses for several seconds, holding my waist, keeping me still on him. “Don’t move baby, I don’t want to cum, you feel so good.” He says. I continue to place soft brief kisses on his lips, teasing and enticing him. He kisses me back with so much thirst and urgency, that I have already started cycling towards my looming orgasm. He then takes control of my hips, slaming me into him at least ten times. That does it for me. I am cumming, hard; moaning and crying out. “That’s it baby. Just like that. I love to hear you cum.” He says as he slows it down, letting me get myself together. He kisses my neck slowly, kisses all over my breasts, then he pumps slowly building up his speed. Every stroke hits my spot and send aftershocks through my body. It is almost as if I am having a continuous orgasm. “Baby, this may not be the best time for me to tell you this, but.” He pauses for several seconds. “But, what, Kelvin?” I whisper barely able to get my words out. “I am falling for you. . . I mean. . .” He kisses my neck, and then pull my face to his, “Look at me Sabine . . .” I open my eyes and stare into his beautiful brown eyes. “Yes?” I continue to meet his grinds, both of our bodies crashing into each other . . . the water splashing. “I am falling in love with you” he says; and then his head tilts back, and he yells, “Shit baby, I am cumming.” Then, “Awwwww!” as his body jerks, I continue grinding faster until I am cumming with him. Seconds later, he lifts my body up and pulls off the condom. He ties it up and reaches out of the tub to place it on the floor. I turn my body around so that my back is to his stomach. I interlace my fingers through his. I can feel his body still jerking from his orgasm. His head is resting back on the tub. I am thinking about what he has just said to me-I am falling in love with you. Then instantly, like a dream flashing before my eyes, I see myself standing in a laced off white gown with long sleeves. I see him standing next to me with a light grey suit on. It looks like we are taking pictures on our wedding day. Our fingers are intertwined the way they are right now. I snatch my fingers away. He sits up, “Are you okay, baby?” he asks concernedly. “Yes. Let’s get out of the tub.” I suggest, and hand him a towel.