“Anything for you” he says. Elliot is covered in suds and I suddenly have the urge to take off my clothes and join him. I walk over to him under the shower. He smiles down at me and starts covering me with suds as well.
“Mmmmm” I close my eyes and turn my back to him. We rest under the shower and he places his head on my shoulder and we start to sway slowly.
“Eli?” he calls out my name. I let out a soft moan and he says, “I will do everything to protect you, you know that right?” I let out a soft moan again and nod. We share a very intimate moment in the shower, letting our troubles be carried by the water.
“Elliot?” I call his name out, “I know” I whisper. I turn around to face him. Water slowly falling down from his face, suds from the soap and shampoo are on his arms. I could see the stubble on his face, looks like someone needs a shave. Elliot’s are blue, like I’m looking at the ocean and the sky at the same time. His face tough but angelic at the same time. His skin pale but a little pinkish by the cheeks. I tip my toes and kiss Elliot on the cheeks. I pull away and he’s still looking at me. I lean for another kiss by this time, on his left cheek. Then I plant another on his nose and lastly, I plant a kiss on his lips. He pulls me closer by my waist. His hands a little rough. I could feel the veins on his hands against my skin.
“Eli” he whispers. I slowly walk back, my backside against the wall, luckily I didn’t hit anything. Elliot’s hands are over my head, his lips still pressed against mine. My arms are around his neck whilst we kiss. He runs his hands underneath my thigh and hoists me up. I wrap my legs around his waist. Elliot’s hand falls from the wall to the area between Elliot and I. He slowly lifts his finger to my private are and rubs me slowly, sensually. The heat from the shower and from this moment came on me, making me tingle down there even more. I moan in our kiss, lightly pulling on his hair. Elliot repeats this several more times until he feels as if I was ready to come down from my high. He stops and leaves me hanging. I moan in protest but he answers with a chuckle. He starts moving me, up and down with my private area rubbing against his body. Up and down, up and down. The sensation builds up again. I pull back from the kiss and rest my head against the wall. My body follows the up and down movement that Elliot was making my body do. I ride his body like it was his private area. The more I rubbed against him, the more I felt the pleasure. The sensation felt so good that My other hand was now against the wall, looking for something to release the pleasure on. Elliot looks at me while I writhe in deciding between release or the need to want to release. Elliot pulls me away from the wall and rests me on the vanity.
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