SLOW HANDS

Shamelessly Chloe rode his hand, rocking into his caress, clawing his shoulders, feeling the exquisite tension in her belly coil tighter and tighter. In the next instant, Timothy was lifting her and turning her, and bracing her back against the tile wall opposite the shower head as she instinctively wrapped her legs around his hips. He pressed into her in one long, smooth stroke, never taking his gaze from hers. Something passed between them then, something both frightening and exhilarating. In that instant Chloe knew that she’d been changed forever. No matter what the future held for her, Timothy had left his stamp.

She had never experienced anything like the fierce, stabbing pleasure of taking Timothy inside her body. It was a sensation so intense, it was akin to being turned inside out, body and soul.

The shower spray bounced off his back and her lower legs as he drove himself even deeper into her, holding her up with seeming effortlessness. The soapy lather between their bodies acted as an erotic lubricant between her sensitized breasts and the rough hair of his chest. Their mouths mated as enthusiastically as their bodies, his tongue thrusting and retreating in the same primal rhythm. Never in her life had Chloe felt so thoroughly, so ruthlessly, so deliciously possessed. Timothy relinquished her mouth at last, though the pace of his love making never slowed.

“You’re going to come more than once this time.”

“I know.”

His dimple was the last thing she saw before he lowered his mouth once more.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

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When Chloe woke up the next morning, she realized that Timothy wasn’t in bed with her. She looked around, feeling tired and at the same time refreshed and well rested. They had spent a huge part of the night having sex and she could still feel a slight soreness in between her legs. She giggled like a little girl as the memories of the night came flooding back. Just as she had expected, Timothy had been wonderful….

He had been passionate, rough and gentle… No one had ever touched her the way he did. He had been so patient too. Always wanting her to have her orgasm first before seeking his own release. She squeezed her legs together as she felt herself get a little wet at her thoughts. Damn… Was she ever going to stop wanting him?

Speaking of Timothy, she looked around the room again. Where the hell was he? He didn’t leave without saying goodbye? Did he? The thought came with a feeling of disappointment that immediately disappeared as she saw his clothes folded and placed on a chair. She sighed with relief and did not like it. She had to remind herself that what had happened between them was just sex and she couldn’t afford to have higher expectations.

The bathroom door opened and Timothy stepped out. Wearing only his boxer shorts and one of her towels was around his neck. She looked away immediately, but the image burned in her eyes. His broad chest rippled with well-defined muscles and his lean abdomen was sculpted like a fine work of art. She had spent minutes last night exploring the dips and curves of his body.

Timothy smiled. The woman would never stop amazing him. Judging by her reaction, one would think that they hadn’t spent the night in each other’s arms. He couldn’t believe that after all they had done, she’d still reacted that way to seeing him naked…. And he liked it.

“Hope you don’t mind me using your shower” he said in a low voice. “My body felt all sticky. I wanted to wake you up, but you were sleeping so peacefully and I didn’t want to bother you”

She turned to face him again, making sure that her eyes stayed glued to his face. “Oh, I don’t mind. It’s okay….” she paused then added. “So… You are leaving now”

Timothy nodded as he went to the chair and began to put on his clothes. “Yeah” he said, “Gotta get back to the hotel so I can tidy things up. My flight leaves by 5 this evening so I have to be ready so I don’t miss it”

Chloe nodded as she watched him begin to button up his shirt. She felt stupid… Just sitting there and watching him… Like a wife whose husband was going on a work trip. She hated how she felt. She hated the fact that even if she told herself repeatedly that it was just sex, she was already attached to him, and that she would miss him… so badly.

“Penny for your thoughts” Timothy said suddenly, and Chloe realized that she had been sitting there, staring at him while lost in her thoughts.

“What?” she asked.

Timothy chuckled. “You didn’t say anything. You just sat there staring at… God knows what. Tell me, what are you thinking?”

Chloe shook her head. “Nothing” she lied, hoping her disappointment at seeing him leave wasn’t showing on her face. Although she wasn’t sure she was doing a very good job. “I was just.. Thinking about all the stuff I have to do today. There’s some chores and some work stuff to do… That’s all”

Timothy paused. He looked like he was about to say something but changed his mind. After putting on his shoes and jacket, he faced her again.

“What about your car?” Chloe asked. She needed to say something to mask the way she was feeling. She felt like she was going to burst into tears any minute and she needed to do something to distract herself. “I can give you a ride back to your hotel?”

“Thanks, but that’s not necessary. I already called for my car. It’s parked outside.”

Chloe nodded and said nothing. They stared at each other for a while before Chloe looked away. There was this awkward silence between them and she didn’t like the situation one bit.

Timothy walked to the bed and sat beside her. He gently cupped her chin, then he kissed her. The kiss was a lot different from the ones they had shared the previous night. Last night’s kiss had been urgent, rough and filled with need for each other, but this time he was gentle… So passionate as he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and slid his tongue into her mouth as she moaned.

She returned his kiss, but just couldn’t shake the feeling that he was saying goodbye…. like trying to say things to each other that they couldn’t say with words. When he finally pulled back and stared at her, she was on the verge of begging him to stay, but he spoke first.