A Wonderful Kind of Love (Kinds of Love 2)

He moved his lips down from my ear to my neck, and I could feel his fingers pulling at the bottom of my shirt. He pulled upward and I raised my arms to get it off quicker, revealing the lacy bra I was wearing. As soon as it was out of the way, he let it fall to the floor and leaned back in to kiss me. His hands were all over my body now, touching my ass through my skirt, running up my spine, and caressing my skin.

After a few moments, he moved his fingers to my bra. I felt him begin to struggle, and then his tongue stopped moving in my mouth. I laughed inwardly at how every man seemed to have a problem with this.

“I swear this only happens with you,” he said, looking a little flustered.

I smiled, then moved my own hands behind myself to unclasp the bra. I did it quickly, and let the bra fall to the floor. His eyes dilated as he drank in the sight of my body.

“So, was that fate, or was it free will?” I asked, a mocking smile on my face.

“If it was fate, the universe is having a laugh at my expense right now,” he said, leaning in for another kiss.

The steam was starting to fog up the room, so I backed away from him. I worked my skirt down and stepped out of it. “We should get in the shower,” I said.

“Yes, we should!” he said with a little too much enthusiasm. I chuckled and began to put my hair up. I cursed for a moment when I realized I hadn't brought any hair bands with me. I began looking around the bathroom for something to tie my hair up.

“What's the matter?” Aiden asked.

“My hair. I wanted to tie it up so that it wouldn't get wet, or at least any wetter than it already is.”

He looked a little crestfallen. “Really? Because I was kind of hoping to wash it.”

“You want to wash my hair?”

He shrugged. “I want to do a lot of things to you, but I really love your hair.”

It sounded sweet and innocent, and just looking at that naked man in front of me was enough to get me to nod my head. Even as small as the nod was, I saw his already hardening cock twitch a little. He was looking forward to it.

He jumped in the water, keeping the curtain pulled back for me. I watched him for a moment as he let the water run over his hair. He opened his eyes and looked at me, probably enjoying the same sight. “Coming?”

I grinned and stepped in. The water was hot, not scalding but it definitely sent a rush through my body when contrasted with the cold rainwater. I gasped a little, but Aiden wasted no time. He reached his hands around my waist and moved in, kissing me deeply.

I enjoyed the kiss as water fell on both of our heads. His hands quested all over my body, as if searching for a handhold, like he couldn't get enough of touching me. I could feel his hardness, now fully erect, against my belly. I wanted him so badly it hurt.

When his hands grasped my hair, I heard him inhale sharply. He clenched his fist, pulling it slightly. It made me weak in the knees, and I knew he felt me tremble. I was paralyzed as he worked his kisses down my neck.

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nbsp; His hand still in my hair, he slowly turned my head. My body turned with it, turning my back to him. I thought that he was overcome by lust, that he was going to take me right there. I was so ready, I wanted him so bad.

I felt his cock press against my ass, and I lifted myself up to my tiptoes so that he could enter more easily. I knew I was dripping wet, that he'd slide right into me. He let go of my hair, and I braced myself against the wall for what I thought was coming next.

I felt both his hands back in my hair, this time covered in shampoo. It felt so good. I could feel his fingers running through my hair, lathering up every inch of it, every strand. I heard him smell it, felt his breath on my ear as he exhaled, and every bit of it made me want him more.

I reached back and tried to find his cock. When I grasped it, I began to slide back and forth. He moved his hand to mine and gently guided it away. His lips went to my ear, and he whispered, “Just enjoy this.”

I can do that, I thought with a smile.

One of his hands strayed from my hair and reached around me, cupping my breasts. I flattened my back against his muscular chest as he began to thrust against me. I could hardly call this dry humping, we were sopping wet. I felt the shampoo rinse from my hair, and I could feel myself dripping with desire. Every action he took drove me closer and closer to madness.

“Aiden,” I moaned.

“Hmm?”

“I need you. I need you in me,” I begged.

“I don't have a condom in here,” he said slowly.

I smiled, but didn't turn around. “Don't worry about it. I'm on the pill. Besides,” I trailed off, then looked back behind me. “I trust you.”