Eye for Love - Natalie & Rafael - Steamy Shower

Steamy Shower - Rafael's POV

I woke up to an empty bed, Nat's side already cold. I hear water running so she must have jumped in the shower while I was still sleeping.

I take a few minutes to collect myself after having another dream last night. Why do I keep dreaming of Nat?

Well, if I ask Dream Natalie, it's because I have feelings that I won't admit to. And I want to deny it, but I'm really starting to question it. Even Dream Me admitted to it - saying that I can't deny the possibility of feelings for her but that the timing is wrong and I still have to fight my demons.

And then Dream Natalie told me she's not going anywhere, she'll be there when I'm ready. And if these feelings are real and not just my subconscious dreaming them up, then I hope to god that's true. I just hope she won't have to wait too long...

These thoughts give me the urge to just hold Nat close, to feel her skin on mine again. I don't even care if sex is involved, I just want to feel her.

Maybe there's more truth to my feelings than I'll readily admit...

Regardless, now I have the perfect opportunity as she's in the shower. It's not like I don't need to shower anyway.

I slink into the bathroom without her hearing me and strip off my clothes. Before I get in the shower though, I can hear her singing, just like she always does while she's in the shower. But this song - fuck. She's singing Ariana Grande right now - and my thoughts have shifted onto something far less PG.

I sneak in without her noticing as she's finishing the song. At this point, I don't think I can announce my arrival without scaring the fuck out of her so I might as well have a little fun with it.

"If that's what you want, all you have to do is ask," I say in a playful tone but I do mean every word. God, ask me anytime, Nat... I'm never going to say no.

I give a flirty wink like I always do as she turns around and screams like she's actively being murdered.

I can't help but laugh as she points her finger at me angrily, saying "What the fuck is wrong with you? You can't sneak up on me like that. And what the hell are you doing in my shower?"

Well, I think my intention on joining you shifted the moment I heard you singing. Not just the song, but the way you were singing it... fuck me.

I give a coy response. "Well, the plan was just to shower. But I have something different in mind after that song..."

I can see her mind turning as she gives those "come fuck me" eyes again. That look makes me weak. And also causes a blood rush to a certain appendage...

As I'm expecting to make a move, Nat takes me by surprise, pushing me up against the shower wall with a ferocity that lets me know she wants this just as bad as I do right now. A small gasp escapes my lips as she crashes hers into mine, telling her exactly what she wants to know of my thoughts on her taking control of the situation. And my thoughts on that? YES FUCKING PLEASE.

I don't know what I did lately to actually get Natalie's attention in this way but I'm sure as fuck not going to complain. She is quite literally the best sex I've ever had - which does bring my feelings into question yet again.

Before I can delve into those thoughts, though, Nat's hands start exploring every inch of my chest, tracing the lines on my abdomen with a light touch that is driving me wild. Her touch is gentle and firm at the same time - it's completely intoxicating.

Now she's kissing down my chest... and I think she's about to repeat the scene from my birthday again. Her kisses are light and she trails them down my body before falling to her knees in front of me. Oh god yes...