Abby

 

I heard the door open just as I dropped the last of my clothes to the floor. The man really didn’t take a hint, which meant he was about to get an eyeful. If he couldn’t just leave me alone, then he was going to suffer the consequences. I was too wound up and too stressed out to leave this jet tub unused. The hot water was running and the jets were bubbling the lavender bubble bath soap I found on the counter, and I was ready to relax.

And when Colin opened the door, I turned my head towards him and grinned.

His eyes raked over my body as I stood there in front of him. His back quickly straightened as his eyes darted over to the running water, then they migrated over to the other little surprise that had been stocked in the bathroom. A bottle of champagne with small fluted glasses.

“I guess they tried their best to prepare for Valentine’s Day,” I said.

His eyes panned back to me and I gave him a playful wink. It wasn’t like this was the first time he had seen me naked. The moments we had shared over Christmas had been stuck in my mind over the past two months. They kept me company in my dreams, and at times they were so vivid I woke up and expected him to be next to me.

And now we were here. Together, in this moment while his eyes ran along the curves of my naked body.

I slipped into the tub and sighed as I sank down into it. Without another word spoken, he slipped into the room and began to undress. The familiarity between the two of us was coming back. The stress of the weather was fading into the background and in its place was the sizzling connection we felt two months ago.

Well, the sizzling connection I felt two months ago anyway.

His body came into view and it was just as I had remembered. Tall and strong, with lean muscles and veins that bulged in placed I wanted to lick. My eyes lingered on his chiseled abs before they made their way down to his thick dick, and I shivered as I thought about all the things his body had done to mine. About the electricity that had surged through my veins when he touched me, and the fire that sparked in my gut when he kissed me. I watched as his naked body walked over to the cheap bottle of champagne, and he poured us both a glass before he settled into the tub in front of me.

“Thirsty?” he asked.

“It’s a cute set up for such a dark motel,” I said.

“I guess it’s the staff’s way of wishing their guests a Happy Valentine’s Day,” he said.

Colin reached over and shut the water off as the jets continued to batter our bodies. We sipped silently from our champagne flutes, our eyes connected and unwavering. His bright blue eyes slowly turned from stern to lustful, and I could feel that same passionate want rising up my legs.

“You look as beautiful as I remembered,” he said.

“So you did think of me every now and again,” I said, grinning.

“More than you know,” he said.

His voice was low and husky, like dark chocolate being melted on top of a stove. The air crackled between us as Colin shifted towards me, plucking my glass from my hand and setting it on the floor. The water around us sloshed as he moved closer to me, his body floating in the soapy water as the scent of lavender soaked into our skin.

“I thought about us, too, you know,” I said breathlessly.

His lips were on mine in an instant, before he pulled me into his lap. I could hear the water sloshing over the sides of the tub as our bodies began grinding against one another’s. His lips tasted just as sweet as I remembered them. Warm and welcoming as they swelled against mine. Our teeth clattered together as his hands rose up my back, pulling me closer into his chiseled chest as my tits rose to aching peaks.

Our tongues danced together as his thick cock grew underneath my body. His hands slid down my sides, tickling me as I giggled into his lips. I could feel him smiling against me as his lips trailed kisses down to my neck, his teeth grazing over my pulse point as his hands cupped my ass.

His cock slid into me effortlessly. Like it had been searching for its home for months.

I rocked against him as the soapy water crashed around our bodies. My hands threaded into his black hair, pulling him as close to me as I could get him. He was so warm and my body had been so lonely without him. I could feel the ecstasy and the relief rising up my spine as his cock filled me to the brim.

“Just like that,” I said, whispering. “Right there.”

“I feel it. I feel all of you, Abby.”

I rode his cock as it rubbed against that precious spot. I could feel my juices leaking into the tub as the jets pummeled our bodies. The water was splashing and the soap was covering our bodies. His lips were creating sparks of electricity against my skin, pulling goosebumps upon my body with every kiss he left behind. I rolled my hips against his while his hands guided my ministrations, and I felt my toes curling as my climax crashed over me.

“That’s right. Cum for me, Abby. Pull me in.”

I could feel my body tugging on him, milking him for all he had as his teeth sank into the meat of my chest. My fingernails raked against his scalp, pulling a growl from his throat as his hands sank into my ass. How I’d missed what his body could do to mine. How I’d missed this close connection I felt with him when our guards were dropped.

I wasn’t ready for it to end.

I wasn’t ready to give him up just yet.

Like a shaking, panting mess, I came down from my high. His forehead caught mine as sweat began to gather along my brow. I captured his lips and I could feel them trembling. His entire body was shaking against mine as he held me close to him. Never in my life had I felt more vulnerable than I did in this very moment, and as his hands rose up my back I could feel his cock growing against my walls.

“It’s a bit hot in here, don’t you think?” I asked.

“I’ve got a way to fix that,” he said.

Effortlessly, he lifted me from the tub. His cock was still buried within me as I wrapped my legs around him. He cradled me close as he stepped out of the tub, the cheap champagne quickly forgotten about as he walked us to the bed. I felt my back descending to the soft sheets as his eyes hooked with mine, those baby blues swimming around my face as a smile appeared upon his lips.

Then, he moved.

He pulled back and slid in slowly and it arched my back towards him. He scooted me higher up onto the bed before he planted his knees, then he set a relentless pace. His dick slammed into me, lurching my tits as his lips bent down to warm them up.

I pressed Colin’s face deep into my bosom as he moaned with excitement.

His hips snapped against me and I could feel his balls smacking my ass. My legs wrapped around him, pulling him deeper as he groaned against my skin. My hands were everywhere. His hair. His back. Digging into the muscles of his arms. The bed was shaking and the headboard was slamming against the wall, and soon my body was quivering underneath his as my toes began to curl again.

“I feel it, Abby. I feel you. Let it go. Let yourself go.”

His encouragement was all I needed for stars to burst in my vision.

“Colin! Holy shit. Fuck. I’ve missed—oh—this—yes!”

I could hear his cock slapping around in my juices as they poured out into the bed. My body thrummed with desire as his lips peppered my neck. I relinquished my body to his mercy, my legs releasing his hips as I laid there, sprawled out onto the bed.

Colin’s eyes turned devious as he flipped me over and lifted my hips into the air.

I laid there and felt him slide into me as I cried out into a pillow. My hands planted into the mattress as I bucked back into him, feeling his balls slapping my sensitive clit. The room was filling with the familiar smell of his sweat and my pussy. Stars were bursting behind my eyes as his cock was buried deep into my body.

“Shit. I can’t. It’s too good. Colin, please. I—I can’t. Not—oh, fuck!”

I felt his hips stuttering as his balls continued to assault my clit. My legs jolted with every touch and I could feel electricity coursing up my spine. My hands wound into the sheets of the mattress as I tried to press my ass into him. I could feel his cock pulsing against my walls, ready to burst with its release while my pussy clenched him into his vice grip.

“Please cum with me, Colin. Please,” I said breathlessly.

He dropped to my back and I felt his cock twitch. His teeth sank into my shoulder as I moaned out. We both dropped to the bed as my hand flew into his hair, wrapping in whatever part of him I could touch as his cock pumped deep into my body. He filled me with so much of him that it started squirting out of me, dripping onto the bed beneath our sweating, panting bodies.

His hand found mine and our fingers intertwined as my head spun with lust and relief.

“I missed you, Abby,” he said into my skin.

“I missed this,” I said. “Because—damn. What that cock of yours can do.”

I turned my head to the side and winked at him as a chuckle fell from his lips. It rumbled my ribcage and clenched my pussy, and he hissed at the reaction before he slowly pulled out. I felt empty without him. I felt like we were drifting apart, even though he was still on top of me.

I squeezed his hand before he slid off to the side and felt him thread his arms around my waist.

“Come here,” he said.

“Gladly.”

I snuggled my body back into him as the two of us maneuvered away from the mess we had created. Our bodies were soaked and bubbles were still popping against our skin, but I didn’t care. Colin pulled the covers up over our bodies as I settled against the strength of his muscles, the softness of his skin, and the comfort of his presence.

The last thing I remembered before I fell asleep was Colin kissing my shoulder.

The place where he’d marked me as his own before he filled me with his passion.