Chapter 5: Shower
Emily bent down to retrieve her t-shirt. She only wore a lace thong now, and she felt herself growing hot. Exposed.
"Fuck, you're beautiful," Derek murmured, reaching up to touch her thigh.
She shivered, stepped back, embarrassed. She could feel him, only inches from her, breathing hard.
Derek's body was breathtaking, as always.
"Enjoying the view huh" I teased.
I knew how much he loved catching a glimpse of me like this.
Derek let out a low whistle. "Absolutely."
And then, before I knew what was happening, he pulled me back towards the bed. His hunger ignited a fire in me, and I couldn't help but moan as he tore the flimsy thong from my hips.
Derek's mouth explored my body, each kiss and lick leaving me trembling with pleasure. I panted his name, arching into him like a cat in heat.
"Hey hey!" I protested, trying to push him away playfully. "What about cleaning up?"
My words only seemed to fuel his desire. He chuckled, the sound deep and husky, before he finally rolled off me and stood up.
"Alright. Shower it is."
Derek disappeared into the bathroom, leaving the door open just a crack. I heard the sound of the water turning on, the sound of it heating up.
I slowly stood up, feeling a bit self-conscious as I made my way towards the open door.
What the hell am I doing?
I thought as I stepped into the bathroom, closing the door behind me with a soft click.
Derek was already under the steaming hot spray of water, but he turned to face me as I approached him. The look in his eyes made my heart race, and I felt my body respond to him instantly.
He reached out, pulling me under the water with him. I gasped as the hot spray drenched my hair and ran down my body. I was already wet, but this was different.
I was naked, standing under the stream of water with Derek. I could feel his eyes on me, taking in every inch of my body.
"Fuck, Em," he groaned, reaching out to pull me closer.
I let out a sigh as his hands roamed my body, his fingers tracing the curve of my hips, my waist, my breasts.
This was different from any of our previous encounters.
This was raw, primal, and intense.
I couldn't help but surrender to him, letting him explore every inch of me.
Our bodies fit together perfectly, his hard muscles against my soft curves.
His hands were everywhere, and I was lost in the feeling of him.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as I kissed him deeply.
Our bodies molded together as we stood under the pounding hot water. I could feel him hard against me, and I gasped as he lifted me up, pinning me against the tile wall.
"I need you," he whispered, his breath hot against my ear.
"Yes," I moaned, wrapping my legs around his waist as he entered me. I felt so full, so alive as he moved inside me.
"Fuck, Em," he groaned, biting my neck as he thrust deeper and deeper.
I was so lost in pleasure that I barely registered the sound of skin slapping against skin, the hot water spraying down on us from above. Derek's fingers dug into my hips, his grip tight as he held me in place.
I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. Every nerve in my body seemed to be on fire, my muscles tense and trembling with desire. I whimpered as Derek lifted me up, pinning me against the wall as he drove deeper and deeper.
"Yes, Derek, yes," I moaned, my hips bucking against his.
"I'm such a slut for you" I muttered, biting my lip.
Derek's eyes darkened, and he slammed into me harder. I cried out, the sound lost in the steam of the shower. I had never felt so alive, so wanted, so completely consumed.
The hot water only added to the intense heat building between us, and I could feel myself growing closer and closer to my peak. Derek's thrusts grew faster, more frantic.
"Fuck," he groaned, burying his face in my neck.
"You feel so fucking good."
I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer. Every thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body, and I could feel myself careening towards the edge.
I whimpered as he reached down between us, his fingers finding my clit with unerring accuracy. He rubbed slow circles over the sensitive flesh, sending me spiraling out of control.
"Oh God, Derek!" I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders as I shattered around him.
My orgasm tore through me like a freight train, leaving me trembling and gasping in his arms.
Derek didn't let up, driving into me with a fierce urgency as he chased his own release. I could feel him swelling inside me, growing harder and thicker as he approached his peak.
"Come for me, Emily," he growled, his fingers digging into my hips.
I moaned, my body trembling as the pleasure washed over me. I could feel him pulsing inside me, and I tightened my legs around his waist as he finally let go.
We stood there, wrapped up in each other, desperate to catch our breath. Our skin was slick with a mixture of water and sweat, and our hearts hammered wildly in our chests.
Derek slowly lowered me to the ground, his cock slipping out of me with a wet sound.
"We didn't get very clean" I remarked, trying to make light of the situation.
But the truth was, my body was still thrumming with pleasure, my skin sensitive and tingling. I could still feel Derek inside me, and I shivered with desire.
He chuckled, pulling me close for a lazy kiss.
"I've never been a great multi-tasker" He admitted, his voice husky with desire.
I smiled, nipping at his bottom lip.
"Lucky for you, I'm very patient"
The water had grown cold, but we didn't notice.
"I look like a wet dog" I turned the showe head off.
Derek chuckled, pulling me out of the shower and wrapping a towel around me.
His own towel barely covered him, revealing his toned abs and strong thighs.
I couldn't help but stare, my eyes drawn to the heavy bulge between his legs.
"Stop looking at me like that, Em" He said, his voice husky with desire.
But he wasn't moving away.
Instead, he stepped closer, trapping me between his body and the cold bathroom tiles.
"Hey, you've stared at me plenty if times tonight. It's my turn" I teased.
Derek grinned, stepping back to give me room. I dropped my towel, let it pool at my feet.
I could feel his gaze on me, roaming my body. I shivered, feeling exposed and vulnerable.
Derek's eyes were dark, hungry.
Every inch of me was on fire, my skin tingling with anticipation.
"Come here" He growled.
I moved closer, my heart pounding in my chest. I could smell him, the musky scent of sweat and sex.
I reached out, my fingers tracing the hard lines of his chest.
Derek's breath hitched in his throat as I brushed my fingers over his nipples. He groaned, his hands reaching up to tangle in my wet hair. His mouth was on mine in an instant, his lips hot and demanding.
I whimpered as he pushed me back against the bathroom tiles, his body pressing me into the cold surface. His cock was already hard again, jutting out from his hips and rubbing against my wet folds.
"Fuck, Emily," he groaned, his lips trailing down my neck.
"Boy how can you still get hard?" I asked between giggles as he continued to tease me.
Derek grinned, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "You're just that hot, Em."
He proved his point by sliding inside me again, and I gasped in pleasure as he filled me up. His thrusts were slow at first but quickly picked up pace, my body responding in kind.
My hands roamed over Derek's muscular back, feeling the strength of him beneath my fingertips. I wrapped my legs around his waist, digging my heels into his firm ass.
"Pin me against the wall" I urged him.
Derek complied, thrusting harder as he pinned me to the cold bathroom tiles. Each thrust brought him deeper, the pressure building inside me once again. Being with him this way was raw, explicit, and intensely satisfying. I could feel sweat dripping down my back as Derek drove me closer and closer to the edge.
"You like that, don't you?" Derek groaned, his hot breath against my ear.
His hips pistoned harder, his rhythm quickening.
I could feel him, hot and huge inside me, stretching me to my limits. It was a feeling I could never get enough of - the weight of him, the heat of him, the solid rock of his erection, the slick slide of our bodies together.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck." I chanted, my fingers clawing at his back, my toes curling as I came harder than I ever had in my life.
Derek groaned, his thrusts growing erratic and desperate as he, too, lost himself in the exquisite torrent of pleasure.
His fingers dug into Emily's hips as he drove into her one final time, his own release flooding her depths in a rush of warmth and raw, unbridled ecstasy.
For a long moment, neither of them moved, their bodies slick and spent and intertwined in a tangle of limbs and breathless gasps. Then Derek pulled back, his expression dazed and almost reverent as he looked down at Emily, still pinned beneath him.
"Fuck, Em," he breathed. "That was...
I can't even describe it."
Emily smiled, her eyes shining with satisfaction. "Yeah, it sure was."
Derek slowly pulled out of her, his body already protesting the loss of contact. He reached down to help Emily stand up, pulling her close for another searing kiss.
Their bodies molded together as they stood under the now cold water, their kiss growing more urgent with every passing moment. "You soft again?" Emily asked coyly, swinging her legs casually over the side of the bed.
Their dorm room was a mess, but neither of them seemed to care. Clothes were strewn about the floor, books were scattered everywhere, and empty pizza boxes littered every available surface. But all of that faded into the background as Emily stood up, her body still glistening with water and sweat.
"It's cute when it's soft like that. " Emily replied, her eyes twinkling mischievously as she leaned forward, whispering in Derek's ear. "It's even cuter when it's hard."
She ran her hand down his chest, feeling the muscles flex under her fingertips. Derek groaned, his breathing growing shallow as Emily's hand made its way lower.
"Jesus, Emily. You're killing me."
She chuckled, a wicked gleam in her eye.
"Sit right there derek." Emily commanded as she bent down to grab a towel, giving him a perfect view of her heart-shaped ass.
Derek complied, his gaze lingering on the curves of her body as she dried herself off. He could already feel his cock stirring to life again, responding to her proximity and the memory of their recent lovemaking.
Emily turned around, her eyes meeting Derek's as she slowly wrapped the towel around her body. She smiled, a playful glint in her eyes.