1. Shower Interrupted


    Date: 7/19/2016, Categories: Seduction, Author: Elochai644, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    I awoke to the sound of her mumbling in her sleep. I lay still, eyes adjusting to the bright morning, and enjoyed the warmth of her still-naked body next to mine. The steady rise and fall of her chest, the soft sound of her breathing, it was almost enough to soothe me back to sleep. I considered waking her, pulling her into my arms and holding her against me, but she looked too peaceful, too serene. Instead, I opted to leave her be. I slipped from the sheets and carefully lifted myself from the bed, ensuring I made as little noise as possible. As I stood, I looked back at her, noticing that my movement had disturbed the sheets around her. I found myself captivating, staring openly at her exposed upper body, taking in the ridges of her collarbone, her slender, toned shoulders and arms. The smooth soft skin of her breasts, rising and falling almost hypnotically. Her pert pink nipples, so perfectly placed as if to be screaming out to be kissed, be licked.. My mind wandered, and my cock began to throb and stiffen. I thought again of waking her up and pulling her close to me, but this time the thoughts were much more lustful, stemming from a more baser instinct. Still, I resolved to let her sleep, allowing myself to place a kiss on her forehead as I brought the sheets back around her shoulders. Another sleepy incoherent mumbling, this time with a contented smile on her face. I smiled broadly as I left the room, my heart warming at the sight of her resting peacefully. Stepping ...
    into the bathroom, I slung a towel over the shower window and turned on the water, allowing it to heat up. As I waited, I caught a glance at my reflection in the mirror, and turned to examine it more closely. The pale skin of my upper chest was covered in long red scratches, drawn down from my collarbone to my stomach. Turning, I noticed the same scratches on my back, this time deeper, longer and a multitude more. I smiled and chuckled to myself as I reminisced the looks on her face the night before as she had inflicted each one. Some were purposeful teases, drawing her nails down my skin slowly to incite my passion. Others were involuntary, her hands clawing at my skin and pulling tightly in the midst of her own pleasure. Each mark was a battle scar, and a badge of honor. I removed the last of my clothing and stepped into the shower, sighing to myself as the hot water washed over my skin. The marks stung slightly, reminding me of the sharp pain I had felt when her nails dug into me. She knew I enjoyed it, and she made sure to mark my skin each time we were together. The steam rose around me, and I began to hum to myself as I washed. I faced the stream, allowing the hot water to cascade down my face and over my chest. Suddenly, I felt a breeze of cold air against my back. Before I had time to comprehend this fully, I felt her hands slide over my back and onto my shoulders, draping her arms over my chest and pressing her chest into my back. Completely silently and unbeknownst to ...
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