Shower dreams

I was so excited to be seeing you. It has been so long since we touched.

I jumped into the shower to be ready for you, letting the hot water run down my body sluicing through the soapy foam. I washed my hair and took a few minutes to rinse it, leaning my arms agains the pebbled wall as the water poured over my head and shoulders.

The sound and heat of the water was pounding around my ears as I felt your warm breath on my neck. Nibbling your way up my neck, I shivered as your arms reached around and cupped my full breasts. And then I felt your hardness rubbing against me, searching for entry.

I arched my back and moaned begging you to find a warm entrance into my body. And you did. Sliding deeply into me, slowly and steadily, until you were buried deep within me. Your groan of satisfaction made me wild and I bucked against you, begging you to find a way deeper and deeper inside of me.

The water felt cold against my skin as you explode into me filling me with your intense heat.

I lean into the pebbles, weeping in happiness and relief as the water re-warms my skin.

Until I come to myself again.

I am alone. Still. Needing. Wanting you.

Why won't you come to me. Why must it be this hard?

Life is hard, but we are making it harder.