Do you think you could handle it?

Do you think you could handle it?

He left the room while she laid in the bed watching him walk to the bathroom. He was tall, stalky in stature. His shoulders strong with arms that matched. He wore only his jeans that hung a little off of him. She admired this gorgeous man as he walked away from her.

Her thoughts were of a sexual nature with him in mind. A grin came across her lips as she thought about what she would do to him. Laying on the bed on her side she pulled the other pillow closer. She placed her thumb on her bottom lip and rubbed it gently as she smirk widened.

Her thoughts raced as she heard the shower come to life. She rolled over to her back with one arm placed over her forehead. Feelings of yearning for him started to take over. The thought of his lips on her drove her crazy, for they felt like silk on her skin.

She imagined what it would be like to have his strong arms towering over her with him looking down on her. Slowly her free hand made its way to her exposed breasts. Her nipples erect to the thought of him. The power that he had over her was like a spell. Just for her to have the lingering feeling of him on her drove her crazy.

Her mind took her to a place of desire. Her hand slid along her stomach as she gently found her inner thighs. The black lace negligee fell towards her hips as she raised her knees a bit. The chemistry between them was like an addiction that she never wanted to give up.

Biting her bottom lip, she ran her fingers along her opening of her womanhood. Closing her eyes she imagined him touching her, entering her. She entwined her hair with her other hand as the feeling of desire became over whelming. She wanted him to the point she could not control it anymore.

She tossed the covers off of her and made her way to the bathroom door. There she watched him as he was lathering his body with the soap. The smell of his musky soap only enticed her even more. A sensual smile came across her face as she pushed the door open. She ran her hand along the damp wall as she approached the shower.

She knew exactly what she could do to him. Thoughts of her devouring him made her crave him. He turned to rinse off the soap from his back and all she could do was watch. She smiled turning her head to pull down one of her straps off her shoulder, then the other. The black lace fell around her feet, and all he could do was watch as she opened the door.

She slowly stepped in, knowing exactly what she wanted to do to him. The stream from the shower instantly hit her. Her body now moist, her hair wet, he just admired her. Tall, tanned, and beautiful. Her curves fit her perfectly, her hair looked black from it being wet. She was a sight that excited him instantly. He knows how their chemistry is and just how intense they can get.

He reached out and gently grabbed her by the waist to pull her closer to him. She exhaled in his grip and the kiss that was placed on her lips ignited an explosion of warmth in her womb. The water ran down the both of them as they kissed. His grip became stronger around her waist, her fingers wrapped around the back of his neck.

He slowly made his way to her neck and her head titled to the side. She craved him, his touch. He bent a little to suck on her nipples and her eyes closed as she tried to control the erg to take control. He stood, gripping her long hair in his hand, and pulled her head back. She released a moan, and he smiled. Biting her neck she grew inpatient with yearning to feel him inside of her.

Again he gripped her hair and pulled, another moan slipped from her. She was helpless in his grip, even in his presence. She was his to do with as he pleased. He slid his fingers inside and instantly her mouth opened with pleasure. Her body arched against his and he knew what to do.

He placed her against the bathroom wall as he knelt in front of her. Gently kissing her thighs he gripped her ass and pulled her into his mouth. His gentle tongue felt eccentric and all she could do was grip his head. He knew every spot of her body to make her melt. She could feel the pressure that he gave her with his tongue. Mouth open, hands on his head, body arched, she felt the rush, and he smiled.

Her hunger was not done, she wanted him even more. She wanted to devour him in more ways then one. This was just an appetizer, she thought, wanting a full course meal. She grabs his chest, and pushed him against the wall. “Your turn, and don’t move”. She said with fire in her eyes.

She kissed his chest, and felt every inch of his beautiful arms. His body glistened from the water that ran down the both of them. She knelt and directed him into her mouth. Slowly, as if making love to it, he moaned. His head back the water ran down the front of him.

He loved the feeling of her mouth, the wetness, her tongue. Slowly she gripped his testicles and rolled them in her hand. He grabbed a lump of her hair and helped with the motion of her thrusts from her mouth. Teeth clenched, he was in ecstasy. Release.

He grabbed her, and stood her up to a standing position. The look in his eyes, she knew what his state of mind was. She grinned and she was ready for whatever he had in store for her.

He turned her around, palms flat on the wall above her head. Her hair in a clump in his hand, the steam so thick it surrounded them like a blanket. Sweat poured from both of their bodies as their sexual tension grew stronger. He bit the nook of her neck and instant goosebumps rose from her skin. The pain was pleasurable to her and it lingered when he moved on to her shoulder.

Her teeth dug into her bottom lip with anticipation of his next move. He stood behind her with his erection finding his way inside of her. The feeling of him made her moan. She tried to move her arms but his grip was not allowing her to move. She loved that about him, his dominance. She arched her back so she could feel all of him and he let go of one of her wrists to grab ahold of her waist.

His thrusts were of power and meaning. He wanted her to have his all, and he was going to give it to her. Her free hand she reached back to his head and grabbed his hair as he rested it on the nook of her shoulder.

He let go of the her other wrist and placed it on her left breast. With every thrust she met him with equal thrusting. The warm water, the steam, and the feel of him inside her, added to the heightening of the sensations she was feeling.

He ravished her and she loved every bit of it. She loved the overpowering control he graced her with. He slowly wrapped his hand around her neck and she arched even more. His powerful hands were gentle at the same time, knowing how much pressure to add to her neck. This drove her to the point of insanity.

His thrusts became more intense and she could feel the rush coming on inside of her. She wanted all of him, every drop and she wouldn’t take anything less. He grabbed tighter on her waist as he moaned with pleasure. Her head dropped down as she held on to the wall, water flowing over them. Their climax came simultaneously and their breathing were almost systematically in tune with each other.

He placed his head in the middle of her shoulder blades as he continued to breath heavily. He could feel her heartbeat as it was just as strong as his. He stood up straight and spun her around. Gentle kisses were placed upon her lips and she embraced him.

She grinned in his arms and exhaled slowly. The water ran over their bodies and the steam wrapped around them as they stood in silence. She lifted her head and licked his lips and then gave him a passionate kiss. She walked over to the shower door and turned to look at this beautiful man and smiled. Pulling the towel off of the rack, she wrapped it around her and with a childish smile she closed the door.

He stood there with the water running over his shoulders in awe of her. He knew he could never leave her alone as she was his drug. She walked back to her bedroom and crawled into her king size bed and laid there with her finger in-between her teeth smiling. She rolled over to her side, surrounded by her pillows and closed her eyes. Relaxed now, sleep took ahold of her.

He entered the bedroom and laid down next to her, pulling her close. Both of them exhausted from the dose of each others drug, they drifted off to sleep….

Do you think you could handle an addiction of another person??