Anna slid the key into the lock and paused. She knew this
was acting a little crazy and reckless. Pushing those thoughts out of her head,
she turned the key and quietly unlocked the door, sneaking into the darkened
living room. Her phone buzzed, and she grinned as she read the text message, “Is
that a no?” She quickly typed back “Maybe
not” and put her phone on silent as soon as she hit send.
Slipping the phone into her pocket, she made her way down
the hallway. She could see the light coming from the bathroom, and silently
slid out of her clothes. Again, the realization that she was acting rashly came
to mind, but her twisted desire to see his reaction, and her intense desire to
feel him against her, drove her forward.
Adam glanced up from tub at the sound of the door opening,
his mouth opening in shock, his hands moving to cover himself as he sat up
quickly. Doubt momentarily washed over her.
“What… why? I mean…” Adam stammered.
Noting he wasn’t kicking her out yet gave her the courage
she needed. “You said you wanted a back massage.” She moved closer to the tub, sliding
in behind him. He moved forward a little to give her room, moving his hands to
her legs as she placed them around him.
She tried to breathe normally as she felt the heat from him
against her; tried to still her suddenly trembling fingers as she brought them
to his shoulders. The feel of his bare, wet muscles under her fingers brought
forth a soft whimper from her. They sat in silence as she massaged, the need in
her growing, her mind shutting off as her desire took control. She moved
closer, bringing her hands around him, lightly massaging his chest. Adam’s
groan as her breasts pressed closer to his back urged her on and she slid her
fingers down to his abs, and lightly kissed his back and neck. The tightening
of his hands on her thighs urged her hands to move even lower, brushing over
his own desire.
“Anna…” he muttered, partially as a question, partially as a
warning. Anna smiled against him as she brushed over him again, then finally
wrapped her fingers around him. She whimpered again, kissing and nipping
hungrily at his wet skin as she felt how hard and large he was. She stroked him
gently, pressing herself more firmly against his back.
In one swift movement, Adam removed her hand and stood. A
momentary disappointment washed over her until she realized he was sitting back
down, facing her. Adam grabbed her thighs, pulling her against him as his lips
came down hard on hers. She slid her hands around him, returning his hungry
kiss, lightly sucking on each other’s lips, their tongues dancing against each
other. He brought his fingers to her desperate need, sliding a finger in, then
another. Water splashed between them as she bucked against his exploring
fingers, his touch driving her closer to the edge quicker and more intense than
ever before. Each breath was a moan. Her fingers dug into him as, with just a
few more thrusts, he pushed her over that edge.
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