Chenford Continued

Part 1

L- lucy

T- tim

C- celina

A- angela

G- grey

H- harper

Dr- doctor london

Lucy watches as Tim leaves the elevator, her heart jumping out her body urging her to grab him and never let him leave again while her brain rewinds the hours of tears and memories the last few nights had drowned her in. The two conflicting emotions seemed to tear her in half as she slowly trailed behind him to the car park as if her entire being wasn't in raging agony.

She climbed into her car before driving back home and going to sleep.

The next day she woke up to the smell of pancakes as Celina was standing over the hob with a pan next to a mountain of pancakes.

C-'Good morning!' she greeted as happy as always, 'I made breakfast'

L- 'Ah thanks Celina you didn't have to do this' Lucy quietly replied with a small smile and a glance at celina to appreciate her gesture. 'Is it okay if I have the first shower?'

C- 'Of course, I'll dig in while you do'

Lucy trailed into the bathroom closing the door behind her before collapsing back into the wall and sliding down. The tears flew down her face as she thought of all the mornings of cheer and pancakes her and Tim had shared only weeks prior. She felt so ashamed of how a breakfast item could reduce her to such a sensitive state. The salty drops of shame stung on her cheeks as she turned on the shower to destroy the evidence of her weakness. But even just the water pounding on her bare back reminded her of the many times she'd shared with Tim in these 3 tiled walls.

As she closed her eyes and let the water drops glide down her delicate skin she could almost feel Tim's strong hands, which were such a force of stability in her life, on her shoulder.

His hand moved slowly from her shoulder onto her neck as his warm breath came closer in from the other side. His lips kissing, biting, sucking on her neck as she cocked her head in pleasure. Just as her body reached the perfect place of calming peace where her body was so aware of every trace of his tongue and kiss of his lips, it felt like a million nerves had gathered there, his grip suddenly tightened and her face was jerked to face his stare. Her chin up facing his towering stare. His eyes ran down from her eyes to her soft lips then slowly down her neck taking in every bite, hickey and mark on her supple skin. They continued down to her chest where her perfect tits curved out towards him beggingly followed by her tight navel, his eyes tracing each subtle line of her abs then with the water droplets they ran down her perfect legs wide and strong from years of training.

He couldn't resist an longer.

He grabbed her tight waist with one hand pulling her into his embrace while the other reached back for her neck dragging her mouth up to his own.

He kissed her hard, pressing his lips into a starving kiss before she felt his tongue brush slightly on her lips. On cue she immediately opened her mouth and their tongues embraced in an intertwining dance.

His hand glided up her hair to the back of her head while the other let go of her waist as he pushed her back into the wall cushioning the blow on her. He pressed his body into her, closing the gap as she had no space to retreat to. His body pressed into her sending sparks as his warm embrace created a diametric contrast to the sharp coldness of the tiles on her back causing her back to arch into him.

His fingers ran down her waist to her thigh before trailing closer to her inner thigh. The delicate touch of his fingertips suddenly replaced by the rough grabbing of her inner thigh. HE massaged her thick ass with one hand and her muscular thigh with the other before slowly raising his reach. He traced the outside of her vagina as she stood throbbing in his grasp. Her moans were stifled by the deep kiss he had her locked in but her eyes stared up at him silently begging.

She couldn't take it. She needed him. Now.