Rain Over Me

We both had a hectic day at work. Our boss lost an important client because of our chaotic asses and we almost got fired, thankfully we convinced him because we had always been exceptional employees except for the fact that we created chaos sometimes so we got a last chance.

I invited him over for a drink that night at 10 pm, we found ourselves on the floor beside my sofa, bottles of whiskey scattered around, and the almost empty pizza box placed between us'

"Oh, it's raining." He said,
"Omg? I wanna go out !" I replied

Before he could say anything, I rushed out and started twirling and enjoying myself to the fullest while he stood by the door just watching me with a slight smile on his face. It was cold and I felt that all my stress and tiredness washed off as the rainwater dripped on me caressing my whole body, leaving me completely lightweight and joyful.

"Come join me, it feels so nice!" I  screamed and took his hand and pulled him out.

"I love rain, it is just so-so calm and pure and happy and..."

He shook his head and chuckled

"You will get cold, we should go inside"
I looked into his eyes and found worry and care in them.

I was shocked because I had never heard genuine concern, I looked up to him with a smile on my face and replied without thinking,

"I have you....to keep me warm."

His breath hitched
I froze after saying that having no idea why I had uttered those words.

Why did I say that? What was I thinking? I had no genuine idea why I blurted something like that out loud.

That's when I felt as if time had stopped, it was only the two of us there and the sound of rain making the atmosphere more sentimental.  We were looking into each other's eyes trying to figure out if we both felt the same way.
After some time he replied in a whisper like voice,
"Do you...want me to...keep you warm?"
That somehow turned me on, I understood the intention behind that question, his eyes dilated and he got closer to me.
I knew what he wanted and I know I had also been thinking about it since the day I saw him. I was always impressed by him but was in denial, tonight I felt like I was ready to finally accept my feelings and make him mine.

I saw him this close for the first time, his face was so desirable, as water dripped down his long thick lashes caressing his lips,
another raindrop had already drawn his jawline.. stayed there.. as if she was inviting me to touch it. I was turned on.
He asked again, "Tell me, do you want me to keep you hot tonight."

I could only manage to nod my head in response, the proximity seemed to have tied my tongue.

He slid his hand down my arm and grabbed it.

He put his other hand on my neck, looked into my eyes for confirmation and I shut them in response to his unspoken question as he closed the distance between our lips.

I felt so excited that when he removed his lips, I looked at him with a needy look of wanting more. A fire had lit up inside me and I knew only he could put it out, it was cold but I was sweating. I was desiring for more. 

I said, "I'm still cold." And then I kissed him but this time it was extended, we both didn't want to let go of each other's lips.
He slid his tongue in letting me savour the taste, I drew a deep, staggered breath in response to the wave of heat I felt flushing through me. It made him smile. Oh! How his smile made me enjoy kissing him even more.

After we detached our lips, he took my hand and we rushed inside, threw our jackets on the floor as he took me in his arms running up to my room impatient to make me his.

He pinned me to the wall as soon as we entered my room and started kissing my neck as I ripped his shirt open.
We were unconsciously moving around breaking anything coming in our way as we let off all the covering exposing ourselves to each other.

Then his hands were around my waist as he lifted me, the muscles in his arm flexed as he held me and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He was in me, HE WAS IN ME !! He went so deep, I bit my lip to hold back my scream.

He kissed me again, ravaging my mouth with hot, moist kisses that had me rocking against his stomach, already searching for release. He glared into my eyes and smiled seeing me experience the painful pleasure as he continued to make love with me that night.

After a while, he couldn't carry me on his waist anymore so he laid me down on my bed, I moaned as he gave me everything I could dream of. He made sure he was going easy on me and kept asking if I'm fine and wanted him to stop but how could I ask him to stop when he did everything I needed him to do. It was my turn, I reached out to him but he held my hand and told me in his deep sexy voice "Lemme have the pleasure tonight." His voice had a dangerous shivering impact on me, he needed me as much I needed him, maybe even more, so I let him take control as he railed me. I clenched the bedsheet as he passed all levels. He played with his hands while licking my tongue and then my soft spot. After he finished he pulled the bedsheet over us and took me in his arms, kissed my forehead and said, "I love you "