Running Late

We were running late – which was typical. The bathroom was sticky and steamy as I stepped in to brush my teeth. He had the shower going already, hotter than I could stand it, and he was getting undressed. I frowned as the humidity clung to my freshly towel-dried skin. I should've waited until he was done to come back in, I thought, as I'd never be able to fix my hair in this soggy, moist air.

I felt a hand on my ass and turned around with a smile. After living together over a year and a half, my nakedness usually goes unnoticed by B. but today he was eyeing me appreciatively as my heavy breasts swung over the sink as I brushed my teeth. I finished with that and turned around to notice my physical appearance was having a slight affect on other areas as well.

Pleased with his admiration, I stepped forward and pulled him against me, our mouths finding each other's in a heated kiss. The shower hissed behind us as the mirror fogged up and the steam made breathing a little more difficult. I felt his "appreciation" grow against the heat that was starting to emanate from between my legs. Our kisses became harder, more insistent, as our hands traced long sweeps across each other's damp bodies.

"I want you," I whimpered in his ear, my hand reaching down and grabbing his now full erection. He didn't say a word but pulled away and pulled me from the bathroom and towards the bedroom. The snap of cool air as we stepped out of the steamy bathroom was delightful.

As we came into the bedroom I stepped ahead of him and crawled onto the end of the bed, sticking my ass up in the air and wiggling it enticingly in front of him.

"Like this?" I asked, turning around to give him a wicked smile.

He answered by stepping up and sliding inside of me in one full motion. It'd been awhile since we'd gone at if from this angle, and I cried out as I felt him so deeply buried inside. He began to move, slow and deliberately as we both liked. He reached around me and his nimble fingers quickly found my burning clit. The second they brushed against it, I knew we weren't going to be doing this much longer.

He tickled my clit as and let me control the movements as I swiveled my hips and pushed back against him. It'd been too long since we'd last been together, and it all felt so good. I screamed as the orgasm rushed over me – taking me by surprise at its sudden appearance; there was no warning, I was moving and moaning, then I was cumming and screaming.

After it ended I pushed his hand away from my clit – too sensitive now. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back onto him fully and started pumping in and out of me, hard, a little faster than before. I screamed. I was still so sensitive from the orgasm that I almost couldn't stand his thrusting. Soon I heard his low moan and he dug his hands into my hips, trying, it seemed, to pull himself completely inside of me. I could feel his cock spasming inside of me, one of my favorite sensations, and then he collapsed on my back.

Now if this were the reason we were always late, I wouldn't mind it one bit.