grabbed the back of my leg and stood
again, wrapping it around his hip. He bent his knees a little so that he was
closer to my height, and in one swift movement pushed himself deep into my
pussy. I moaned and rose up onto my toes to take him even deeper. He completely
filled me and then some. Within moments we found a rhythm and fell completely
in sync. Each time he rolled his hips to thrust up into me, I tilted mine down
onto him. His free hand found its way to my breast, and began rolling and
pinching my nipple as we rocked together, hot water raining down on us. I tangled
my fingers in his hair, warm and matted to the back of his head. I pulled him
forward so that our foreheads touched, and forced our eyes to lock. “You feel
so good. I love how your cock fills me up. Give me more. Faster.” A fire
flickered in his gaze, and I could feel the heat radiating into me. His lips
twisted into a feral grin. He removed his hand from my chest to brace himself
against the wall behind me. I felt his grip tighten around my thigh as he began
driving into me at a fervent pace. Our hips collided with each thrust, his cock
piercing deep inside me. He arched his back a little and I lost control. The
new angle had caused him to hit a spot within me that until that moment, I
didn’t even know I had. My vision blurred and I let out a loud moan that echoed
against the shower walls. He moved even quicker, then, and with his whole body
so that his stomach and chest were slapping against me. A hot pressure
ballooned within me, and left my body motionless, anticipating release. When
climax hit, I couldn’t repress a scream. I dug my teeth into Tyler’s shoulder
to muffle the noise. I felt him tense from the pain I undoubtedly caused him,
but he didn’t slow his movements. I could tell by his breathing he was close,
too. I raised my mouth to his ear and urged him on. “Come for me, baby. Come so
hard for me.” That was all it took. He drove himself deep inside me one last
time, shooting a steam of hot liquid against my furthest walls.
He loomed above me, panting and wet
from a mix of water and sweat. I dropped myself from my toes, which were white
and sore from straining to hold myself up. He lowered my other leg back down to
the floor as he withdrew from me, causing a thick white line to trickle down my
thigh. We backed up into the stream of water, now lukewarm. We cleansed
ourselves in silence, each of us too tired and satisfied to speak. When we
finished, we climbed out, dried and readied ourselves for sleep. We settled
into bed, him lying with his stomach to my back and his arm wrapped around my
waist. He whispered “I love you” behind me, and I repeated the words as I
squeezed his hand. A warm afterglow fell upon us, and eased us into much needed
sleep.
The following week passed more
quickly than I had imagined it would. The weather was warming up, so the boys
and I spent almost every day outside, running and playing. The morning of our
overnight trip rolled around, and we had decided to get an early start so that
we could have a full day together. Usually the boys would have still been
asleep, but that morning they woke up early, it seemed, just to see us off. We
gave them both hugs and kisses and assured them that we would be back the very
next day, but they didn’t seem to care one way or the other. Their mamaw had
come up to watch them, and she had their full attention. We walked out of the
house, only receiving a half-hearted “bye-bye” from our oldest. I preferred it
that way. I’d rather them be excited about spending time with her and not
missing us than to be crying after us and making me feel guilty.
We arrived in Columbus after a two
hour drive filled with lively conversation and laughter. It felt nice being out
on our own. We tried to have a date night about once a month, but that didn’t
always work out. We spent the day eating a light lunch and shopping. We mainly
bought presents for the boys, with a couple