Chapter 2: Building Tension
As Silja is in the bathroom I look around her place, its nice and new. I don’t hear wayer flowing in the bathroom but I don’t think much of it. To say I was supriced when she walked out, was an understatement. She was wearing nothing but a black lace bra and matching panties. I could see the outline of her hard nipples through the fabric, and my eyes were drawn to the curve of her hips and the dip of her waist.
The bathroom door opened and out she walked, as if she was on a runway. She had changed into a matching black lace lingerie set that hugged her body in all the right places.
She moved with a newfound confidence, her hips swaying gently as she walked towards me, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
"Like what you see?" she asked, her voice a bit shy.
I couldn't take my eyes off of her, my heart pounding in my chest. "You look amazing," I managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper.
In my mind I still tought not much at all. Maybe she is just really open about her body. It But it changed quickly, she walked close, took the sider and finished the rest of the bottle.
Okay you, come on here. She gestures me to stand up. So I do, she takes collar and pulls me a bit closer and gives me a peck on the lipps and turns around to walk to the bathroom. ”Cmoon join me, what are u standing there”.
I didn’t hesitate. I took my shirt off and immediately joined her in the bathroom.
The room was steamy, the mirror already fogged up from the hot water. The showerhead gushed out a torrent of water, creating a rhythmic sound as it hit the tub. Silja was already in the shower, the water running down her bare skin and making it glisten.
She looked up as I entered, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and playfulness. "Took you long enough," she said, before pulling me in with her.
The water was warm and invigorating, and I couldn't help but let out a sigh of pleasure as it hit my skin. Silja wrapped her arms around me, her fingers tracing patterns on my back as we kissed.
The soap slipped out of her hands and fell to the floor with a soft thud, but neither of us cared.
Silja's hands were all over me, her fingers tracing lines of fire on my skin as she explored my body.
She reached down to undo my belt, her movements sure and confident as she pulled down my jeans and underwear. I kicked them to the side, my heart pounding in my chest as I stood there, completely exposed before her.
But Silja didn't seem to care. She took me in her hands, her touch sending waves of pleasure through my body as she started to stroke me.
I leaned back against the cool tiles, my eyes closed as I surrendered to the sensation.
The showerhead above us rained down warm water, and I couldn’t help but let out a moan of pleasure as Silja increased her pace.
But just as quickly as it had started, she stopped. She looked up at me with a devilish smile and said “Well? My turn.” I nodded eagerly, and Silja turned around so that her back was facing me.
She arched her back, pushing her perfect ass towards me.
I didn’t need any more invitation. My hands traced the curves of her body as I moved closer to her, my fingers lingering on her hips before moving down to cup her perfectly round ass.
She let out a soft moan as I slid my fingers inside her, feeling her wetness coat my fingers. I started to move my fingers in slow circles, feeling her muscles clench around me as she pushed back against me.
Silja’s breathing became ragged, and she let out a soft gasp as I increased the pace of my movements.
I couldn't resist any longer. I knelt down behind her, my hand still on the back of her neck, and I started to finger her. She let out a low moan as I found her clit, her body shuddering with pleasure as I began to circle it with my fingers.
But that wasn't enough. I wanted more. I wanted to taste her.
With one hand still on her neck, I used my other hand to spread her legs wider, giving me better access to her pussy. She was dripping wet, and I couldn't help but lean in and take a long, slow lick.
Silja’s body trembled as I licked her pussy, her juices coating my tongue. I couldn’t get enough of her, my tongue exploring every inch of her as she moaned and writhed beneath me.
Silja trembles for a second before I pull my finger out of her. We both know that both of us want more.
I pull her towards me, my hands on her hips as I guide her back against the cool tiles of the shower.
Silja leans back against the wall, her eyes closed in pleasure as I continue to explore her body with my hands and mouth.
The water from the showerhead cascades down her body, creating a sensual curtain of steam and droplets that glistens on her skin.
I can't resist the sight of her, her perfect body slick with water and desire. I lean in, my tongue tracing a path from her collarbone to the valley between her breasts.
She lets out a soft moan, her fingers tangled in my hair as I take one of her nipples into my mouth, my tongue swirling around it before I gently bite down.
She arches her back, pressing herself closer to me as I continue to worship her body with my mouth.
The heat of the shower is starting to fog up my mind, and my body is aching with desire.
Silja pushes me onto the bed, her movements quick and determined. I fall back onto the soft, plush bedspread, my heart pounding in my chest as I look up at her.
Her eyes are filled with desire, and she looks like a goddess standing there, her body glistening with water and sweat.
She asks to go to her room. I have zero objections. I grab towels and we quickly dry each other while chatting.
She crawls onto the bed, her movements slow and deliberate as she moves closer to me.
I can't take my eyes off of her, my body tingling with anticipation as she straddles me.
She leans down, her hair creating a curtain around us as she kisses me deeply. Her lips are soft and warm, and I can taste the hint of mint on her breath.
To be continued…