Restless

"I'm going to take a hot shower while your clothes dry, " she said. "Help yourself to..whatever."


"Want company?"


She'd never heard two words with so much invitation in them.


Her mouth went dry. Her brain went hiatus. Of course, she wanted him to join her, but it was such a bad, bad, bad idea.


"You know, " he said, stepping so close "if we did what were both thinking of doing, maybe we could get it out of the way and not be so stressed about it."


"i'm not thinking..."


That was true. She was all sensation with no sensible thoughts to put on brakes.


"Aren't you just a tiny bit curious how we'd be together?" He took her in his arms and lightly kissed her eyelids. "No! I don't want to know. Anyway, it isn't something you get out of the way!"


"No, its the natural thing when two people are attracted to each other."


"I'm not attracted to you!" It was her all-time biggest lie.


"I'm not suggesting you like me, only that you want me as much as I want you."


"In your dreams." She was shivering from her lips to her toes and trying not to let him see. "Its crossed my mind we might be dynamite together."


He loosened the tie on her robe and let it hang from the loops on either side.  She took a little half step toward him and let her treacherous heart direct her into his arms. He put his hands under her robe, encircled her waist and drew against him, soft breasts against firm chest. They kissed until warmth flowed through her like stream heat, and she knew they had passed the point of no return.


"You need a warm shower," he whispered close to her ear.


"Yes."


"With me."


"Yes."


She needed him. He was as wrong for her as any man could ever be, but for once in her life, she was going to do something not on her list, not part of her agenda, not one of her goals. She slipped her hand into his and led him to the shower. He helped her out of her robe, ans she couldn't quite believe she was standing in front of him with nothing on. The shocked of her nakedness passed quickly, though when he dropped the towel and stepped into the stall to turn on the water.


She stepped under the warm water and into his arms. He reached beyond her to the hanging rack of shampoo and soap and pressed the pump on her shower scrub until his hands were enveloped in suds. Knowing what he was going to do didn't make it any less pleasurable. He lathered her shoulders and throat with leisurely caresses, stopping to fill his hands with more bubbles. She made a giggly sound when he made soapy swirls on her breasts and tummy, she felt very slippery and very, very sexy.


He was hard. his breaths came in rasps. "This is where I beg for mercy, " He softly teased, reaching up and shutting off the water. He found a towel and gently rubbed her dry. He then lifted her in his arms, cradling her against his chest for the few steps it took to reach her bed. He lowered her to the bed. He took one nipple into his mouth and gently suckled while his hand explored her body. Wherever he touched, she tingled, and when he parted her thighs, she covered his hand and push it harder against her.. He kissed her inner elbow, the back of her wrist, the crease between her thighs. He was breathing hard, but his lovemaking was leisurely even when she touched him, then stroked him with increasing urgency.


He moistened his finger on her tongue and slid it gently into her, caressing until she throbbed and urgently guided him toward her. He rose above her, his deep dark eyes staring at her, plunged deep in a compelling rhythm and continued until she melted, until she lost herself in the most amazing way.. He shuddered and held her close. She went limp and hugged him against her...


"That was so good." he said, softly kissing her swollen lips. He pulled her into his arms as she snuggled closer. and they both drifted off to sleep with a shy contented smile plastered on their faces.