Have you ever made love to the sound of the rain? I haven't... up until now, and I can honestly say that it's just how they portrayed it in the movies.
Breathtaking.
Derek and I drifted off to sleep with him on top of me, his body feeling like a comforting weighted blanket and a few hours later, I woke up to the sensation of my tank top being pulled down at a slow, gentle pace.
Then, one of my nipples was caught in his mouth. He was sucking, flicking, and tugging on my sensitive buds, eyeing me with such intention. And very soon, things heated quickly between us.
And for some reason, the sound of the collective raindrops, hitting the ground and windows, the roaring thunder, the silhouettes of the swaying trees, the sounds of our pants, moans and groans... it's doing something to me, to us.
The scent of our arousal mixing with the sound of the downpour has my senses heightened, all working together to create a beautiful scene for Derek and I as we absorb each other in the most intimate way possible.
It's a little bit past five in the morning and I'm trying my hardest not to orgasm with the way he's looking up at me right now.
The sun hasn't come out yet but with some of the streetlights creeping in through the blinds, I can see his intense eyes and gaped mouth, moaning and cursing from underneath me.
Back and forth, my body grinds into his, and my eyebrows furrow whenever we share a gaze with each other. He can see it from my facial expressions and the way my pussy clamps down on him, just how aroused and sex-drunken I am, being on top.
"Ride that fucking dick, ba..." he tries to command me softly but his words are falling short and I throw my head back, my moans growing louder, "Fuck, ride that dick."
My fingers dug into his chest as I followed his commands, my rolling hips having him shuddering beneath me. Each wet slap of our bodies meeting was drowned out by the rain, but it echoed in my ears louder than any thunderclap.
"Mmm, Dereeek." My moans were so heavy and full of lust. His grip on my hips tightened and I leaned back to grab his thighs, giving him a full view of our connection, my body now bouncing and my breasts moving rapidly.
"Mhmm... bounce those titties for me."
"Mmm mm mmm, Dereeek!"
After a few minutes, I can't take it, my legs grow weak and my body arches.
Derek sits up to curl his arms under my legs, kissing me while his strong arms start to move my body up and down with ease, the tight friction between us is too much for either of us to bear.
I wrap my arms around his neck, whispering and moaning into his ear while sucking on his neck. "I love your big dick, Derek. Fuck me, baby. Fuck meee."
"Ohh shit," He moans back, "You like when I fuck you like this, Mama?"
"Mmyess, baby. Don't stop, pleaseee don't stop." I'm crying now, the overwhelming feeling of pain and pleasure bringing me to blissful tears and Derek kisses my whimpering lips so passionately.
"I love you, Soriyah. You love me?" He groans with his mouth on mine, my legs hanging over his arms still lifting and dropping me on his dick repeatedly, and now with full force.
"Yes, Derek. I love you... Shit."
We switch positions and I'm now on my stomach and Derek enters me from behind. I gasped and moaned as he sucks alongside my neck.
He forcefully grabs my chin and we share the sloppiest kisses as Derek raises and drops his hips against me. I spread my legs so he could inch deeper into me and he moans loudly because of it.
