Page 62 of Tides and Tidings

I hooked my fingers under the thin string hugging my hips, ready to expose myself fully.

His eyes were dark with desire. He grabbed my hand, “Don’t. I’m going to fuck you with those on.”

“Oh?”

“Mhm.”

In one swift motion, Charlie stood up from the chair and pulled his shirt over his head. In another second, his belt was unbuckled and his jeans fell to the floor. “I’ve needed you so badly tonight.”

“Is that for me?” I moved towards him. His erection was popping out of his boxers.

“That’s always for you.” His voice was low. “All yours.”

I reached down and rubbed his hard cock through his boxers. Knowing that I caused that made me feel like a million bucks.

“Off,” I demanded.

“So demanding. I love it.”

Charlie freed himself from his constraints, and his dick sprung to attention. He grabbed my neck and pulled me towards him, our lips grazing each other. His tongue traced my bottom lip, begging for entrance, which I happily granted.

Our lips were erratic against each other, our mouths fighting for dominance. Charlie tightened his grip around the base of my neck, sending a shockwave of exhilaration through my body. My exposed chest pressed up against his as he stepped as far forward as he could, closing the gap between our bodies.

Our mouths danced a perfectly choreographed sequence. He tasted like bourbon and excellent decisions.

Charlie pulled away unexpectedly.

“No…” I whined.

He lifted me in response and carried me to the bathroom.

“What are you doing?” I wrapped my legs around his waist.

“We’re going to take advantage of that massive shower.”

Having sex in a shower was on our Sexual To Do list. No wonder Charlie booked this room. He planned on crossing something off our list tonight. For some couples, that was a common thing, but the shower wasn’t big enough in our house. The shower in this suite is one of those rain showers that even had a bench.

He placed me on the bathroom counter while turning the shower on. His hands pressed against the counter on both sides of me.

“Does your offer still stand?” I asked in between frantic kisses.

“Which one?”

“About not being able to walk tomorrow?”

“Absolutely.”

My stomach leaped in anticipation.

“As much as I would love for you to keep those on,” he nodded towards my crotchless panties. “Those probably won’t be good in the shower.”

Charlie spread my knees and placed a kiss on my clit. “I’ll need you to wear these at home so we can utilize them properly.”

I let out a small moan when his lips left my clit, “Whatever you want.”

“I want you in that shower. Now.”

I hopped off the counter and shimmied out of the panties. Stepping into the shower, I realized how cold I was. The rain soaked me to my bones, and the hot water pummeled my body. I warmed up immediately.