Awakenings: The Greek, The Russian and Me

Chapter 13

The light of dawn is starting to filter in through the blinds on the windows. I open my eyes lazily and think to myself, was it all a dream? But I know it wasn't. My body feels pleasantly sore, and I have a feeling of contentment. Smiling, I risk a glance to my side and see that Conn is fast asleep with the sheet down to his waist. I lie there looking at him, taking in all his beauty and masculine strength. My heart feels a pull toward him. Is this love? Surely it is. How could I have given myself to someone without loving him? I wonder what he feels for me. Last night was wonderful. I never imagined I could feel such intensity, such pleasure.

His eyes slowly open, and a lazy smile crosses his lips. "Good morning. How are you feeling?" he asks. I smile back in reply, and his smile broadens. "Are you sore?" he inquires.

"I'm pleasantly sore but at the same time energized and calm. I don't know how to best explain it. I definitely need a nice shower."

"Hmm, a shower, that sounds like a wonderful idea," he says with a twinkle in his eye.

"Give me a few minutes, and I'll be right back," I say as I hurry off toward the bathroom. Looking at myself in the mirror, I notice that my skin is red in certain places; it must have been his beard. Brushing my teeth quickly and then peeing, I go set the water in the shower and climb in. Oh! The water on my skin feels wonderful. A few seconds later, I hear the bathroom door creak open as Conn walks in and slowly climbs into the shower. I'm stunned and frozen in place, clutching a bar of soap. He moves closer and takes the soap from my hands as he says, "Here, let me." Surrendering the soap to him, I just look in amazement; it's the first time that I've seen him completely nude with enough light in the room to appreciate the beauty of his body. He is gorgeous and so well built. Looking at him, I'm reminded of the statue of David. His eyes are on me as I smile nervously. "Like what you see?" he asks in a teasing voice.

Not knowing what to say, I decide it's safer to kiss him instead, so I wrap my arms around his neck and gently take his mouth in mine. He responds to my kisses as I feel the soap gently caressing my back and behind. Then he slowly pulls away and begins to soap my neck and shoulders, then lower to my breasts, giving particular detail to my nipples as he encircles them and rubs them with the bar of soap. I close my eyes, enjoying the moment as I feel his soapy hands glide lower down my hips and then between my legs. Startled, I open my eyes as his hand begins to gently rub and lather me. A soft groan escapes me as the throbbing ache between my legs awakens. He smiles and brings his mouth to mine in a dizzying kiss. Trying to calm myself, I take hold of the soap and say, "It's my turn." He smiles at me and stands there looking amused. I lather the soap in my hands and then begin to rub his shoulders and chest, and I can't help taking a peek further down. He places his hand on mine while gazing at me and guides my hand with the soap bar across his chest and then down the path of dark hair that leads to his shaft and soaps the area. Then with his other hand, he takes the bar of soap from me while still holding my hands on his shaft. A breath escapes me, and he leans into me to kiss and nip my neck, and his hands instruct mine in the lathering and pleasuring of his private area. Panting, I pull away and whisper, "I'm a little dizzy," as I turn, giving him my back while letting the water run on the front of my body.

The reprieve only lasts a moment, as I feel his chest on my back and his shaft against my lower back, and his hands come around my body to cup my breasts and work my nipples. He kisses and nips a path from my shoulder to my ear, whispering, "Can you feel what you do to me? You make me crazy."

Throbbing again and dizzy with pleasure, I turn to- ward him and give him a peck on the lips and say, "I'll leave you alone so you can enjoy the shower." I pull the curtain and climb out quickly, wrapping myself in a towel.