Page 38 of Boxer Next Door

I groaned, stretching out my back at the remembered ache between my shoulders.

“Like you wouldn’t believe. I hope things get to calm down soon…”

I stood up, moving to the side so I wouldn’t crowd her. Then I shrugged off my jacket, and reached for the hem of my t-shirt, pulling it off. My eyes met Lydia’s and I saw the way she stared at my bare chest. I smirked in satisfaction at her fascination before I held my hand out to her.

“Would you like to join me in the shower?”

She must have been more shaken than I thought. She was still shy sometimes, especially when I asked her to get naked with me for anything other than jumping straight into sex. This time, my adorable little kitten didn’t even hesitate. She stood up and started undoing the buttons of her shirt with a challenge in her eyes.

I was so stunned I stood there for a moment, confused, but then I caught on and started to strip quickly. Lydia was faster, taking off the blouse and skirt, and rushing to the bathroom with her underwear on. She threw a look at me over her shoulder, winking as she slid her panties down her hips. She turned away and undid her bra, tossing it behind her back in my direction. I nearly stumbled getting my jeans and boxers off as I joined her in the bathroom. She was already in the shower enclosure, completely naked and waiting for me.

“Do you know how much you drive me crazy?” I said, stalking my way into the shower with her.

I ducked a hand under the shower, but it was still cold. I ignored the water and instead backed her against the shower walls. She jumped, then shivered, when her back came into contact with the cold surface. I pressed right into her, her shocked gasp not just from the cold of the wall now. She looked up at me, the challenge in her eyes now shaded with delight.

“About as crazy as you drive me, perhaps?” she said, arching her eyebrows as she slid her arms around my waist, her hands clenched at my ass to pull me against her tightly.

I slanted my hips over hers, and she moaned, parting her mouth readily for my tongue. My tongue slid into her mouth to explore, running over every crevice I could reach, and she tilted her head, angling it to make it easier for me. She teased her tongue against mine, licked the underside until I stuck it out further in response. Then she sucked on it and I felt the sensation go straight to my cock. I rolled my hips against her, nudging my erection into her abdomen, reminding her why I was in the shower with her.

“Ken,” she moaned my name when our lips parted so we could breathe. Her hand went down between our bodies and found me rock hard and waiting for her. She gave me slow gentle strokes, strokes that stole my breath as she kissed the hard edge of my jaw.

I hummed and kissed a line down her cheek, then down her neck, taking a bit of flesh between my teeth and sucking on it. I pulled back and looked in satisfaction at the mark I’d left on her neck. She’d have more of them before we retired for the night. This was only the beginning of our fun, after all.

“If you keep that up, Lydia, I’m going to come in your hand. I’d rather come deep inside of you, wrapped in that beautiful pussy of yours.” I heard her gasp and her hand stilled on my now throbbing cock.

I looked down at her, our eyes locked in a moment I couldn’t quite define. Was that love in her eyes? Could she see it reflected in mine? I moved, in need of distraction from the ache that began to swell in my chest.

The shower was only to get the sweat off me from earlier, so I was fine with just staying under the warm spray. I tested the water again, and when I found the temperature satisfactory, I shifted us over so it would pour over us. Lydia sighed and leaned into my shoulder so the water wouldn’t get into her mouth. She nestled there, content.

“It’s been way too long since we did this,” I murmured against the top of her head, my hands kneading the flesh at her hips. “I’m going to be taking some time off work soon. I hired someone for a reason after all.” I placed a kiss over the latest mark I’d made when she moved her head to look up at me.

Lydia just chuckled in between gasps. “That’s good because work will be slowing down for me soon. Tell me you’ll be here?”

“Of course,” I said with no hesitation. “Where else could I possibly want to be?”

I found her lips once more, both of us taking a moment to go over ground we hadn’t touched in weeks, slim shoulders that haunted my dreams, her hips that filled me with an ache I could not appease, even with work. Her hands found my flat stomach, and lower she found me hard and ready for her. Her other arm moved around my neck, tugging me down and holding me to her as she gave me a deep, wet kiss that I returned with a moan.

“I told you, I didn’t want to come in your hands. Perhaps your mouth later, or all over those beautiful tits of yours, but right now, it’s that tight pussy of yours I want the most.”

She let me go with a gasp of desire as I caught the back of her thighs, and she hopped a little as I lifted her and wrapped her legs around my hips. I braced her body against the shower wall, and we both shivered as my cock pressed against her sex.

We’ve done this before, I thought, whilst leaving her mouth to place frantic kisses on her neck. Sure, we’d fucked in her bathroom in a lot of positions, I’d had her exactly like this a few weeks back. It was hard to forget since it was the closest to making love we’d ever been.

Like she remembered it, too, Lydia’s touches were suddenly more desperate. She bit down on my neck, one of her hands reaching down between us to grasp my cock to guide me to her heated entrance. I realized we were both holding our breath when air exploded from us as I thrust into her deeply, all the way to the hilt.

We stalled for a moment, both of us taking in the exquisite sensation of being joined together, then her hands were tugging at my hair, and she molded our lips together. I started moving my hips, slowly at first as I sighed into our kiss, her slick walls already clenching at me, not wanting to let go. I groaned through the sensation, my jaw locked as I tried to hold back.

It had been so long, I’d had so many dreams about her, so many filthy fucking fantasies, that I didn’t think I’d last long. I wanted to, for her, for both of us. When her gasps became sultry moans I picked up the speed and rhythm until we were both panting and gasping, our voices becoming deep groans from me and helpless whimpers from Lydia.

I pounded into her, my thoughts on nothing but the sounds she made and the pulse of her wet heat around me. I ached deep inside, an ache that blossomed until it became unbearable, and I cried out her name, wanting to spill the words of love perched on the tip of my tongue, but I stopped myself.

Lydia brought my face to hers in a deep kiss, swallowing the words that threatened my secret, and I touched her, her sensitive nipples, and down to her clit, teasing the throbbing organ until her nails dug into my shoulders, dragged down my back, and the sting made me move even faster and harder against her.

“Ken!” she gasped one last time, just before I felt a strong vice take hold of my cock and knew that my Lydia was exploding around me. I pushed into her one hard, final time, letting her fluttering take me over the edge to follow her, milking my release.

We stayed locked together until the water started growing cold. Then we got out, toweled each other dry, and moved our play to the bedroom.

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