Drowning
By Rosalie
Rated NC-17
It was a blustery winters night. The rain was pounding ferociously against the windowpanes, slamming relentlessly in waves of thunder and bolts of closing in lightning.
I hugged myself, starring intently out through the open curtains. I hugged the blanket tighter, struggling for it’s warmth. My fingers whipped through my auburn hair and sighed quietly.
It seemed like forever since I’d seen him, yet as I stood in front of the window, starring out into the black abyss of the storm I almost prayed he would knock on the door.
I knew what I was getting into when I promised to love HIM forever, that meant loving everything he was – which, sadly included illusive.
I strolled over to the fire and sunk down on the sheepskin rug before it. The wool moved heavenly through my toes, and I subconsciously imagined him next to me. My eyes flicked open as I heard the rack of a hand on wood – someone was at the front door.
I’d not noticed any headlights in the depth of the rain, but I made my way across to the door. I peaked out the tiny hole and smiled widely as I unlocked and opened the door.
Brian smiled, his hair plastered to his forehead, drips of water cascading down his skin. His shoes squelched as he stepped in and shook a head full of water across me.
"You’re drenched" I pointed out as he dumped a pack back on the polished wooden floor.
"God, I’ve missed you" He smiled reaching to embrace me
I backed away and pointed up the stairs.
"Shower, dry, then hug" I laughed, flipping a lock of hair behind my ear
He trudged begrudgingly up the stairs and into the bathroom.
I heard the shower start, the pounding sounds of water colliding with flesh and tiles echoing over the sound of the pelting rain. I began to make my way back to the fireside, but turned quickly and headed upstairs.
I stood outside the bathroom door listening silently as the sound of water mixed with a soft hum of a beautiful voice. I reached for the handle – unlocked as usual.
I walked in quietly and closed the door behind me, leaning up against it. I locked it and smiled.
"Thought you might need some help" I announced through the steam that had begun to full the room
The humming stopped and the blue plastic curtain opened to reveal Brian’s face.
"Couldn’t resist me huh?" he smirked, tiny lines forming under his eyes as he laughed
"Something like that" I responded, pealing easily off the night-shirt I was wearing.
He pulled back the curtain and I stepped up into the tiled shower cubicle. The warm water enveloped me with a soul seeking warmth. I swept my head under the shower head tasting the water against my lips. I shook my head and pushed back my hair.
Two hands slipped around my waist as another moist sensation filled my neck.
"God, I’ve missed you" Brian whispered in my ear, his nose nuzzling kindly in the base of my neck
I reached my hand around behind his head and stroked his hair as the water cascaded down my naked body.
I felt him growing steadily behind me, his hips grinding against me.
"Something you wanted?" I smiled, turning my head back slightly to smile at him
"You know how I get" he said into my ear, his voice barely above a whisper, his breath even warmer than the water the beat down against us.
His hands travelled down my silky wet legs, his fingers spidering around the top of my thighs
"I’ve missed you" he smiled biting on the lobe of my ear
"How much?" I questioned, reaching behind and rubbing his member enticing him in the same manner in which he was doing to me.
"This much" he spoke water dripping from his lips as he spoke.
He delved a finger between my legs and flicked around as his body ground up against the small of my back.
"I want you" he breathed "So bad"
I let my head fall back onto his shoulder as his hands moved around me, caressing my heaving chest and rubbing my thighs. I turned around, still locked in his arms and kissed him heatedly on the lips as my hips rubbed against his, water slithering between us.
His tongue slipped into my mouth moving around with desperation. We stumbled backwards into the direct path of the flowing water. We kissed hurriedly, my fingers sensually slide in and out of his mouth.
I stiffed against the wall as I felt him between my legs, first a finger, then two. He slipped in and out, moaning as my spare hands massaged his penis.
He became hard in my hands. I mounted him, my legs wrapped around his waist as he lifted me up and slipped deeper in, his arm creating a seat for me against the wall.
I opened my mouth and cried as a wave of water and pleasure surged through me. I dropped my head and dragged my tongue along his wet shoulders, licking of the droplets forming. My eyes began blurry with water as he pushed deeper moaning desirably.
"Oh God" I cried, my voice sounding off around the tiled cubicle lathering with water.
My head snapped back against the wall as I swivelled my hips desperate for him to go deeper, further into my pleasure stratosphere.
He obliged with an earth shattering announcement of rejoice. His eyes locked onto mine, searching for a sign I was nearing the same amazing sensation he was obviously on the verge of. I bit my lip and closed my eyes tightly.
Between the walls of tiles, the fountain of water and the mass of flesh we climaxed together. Heavenly drowned in love & water.