Whispers in Secret

11- Shower of Blessings

After their passionate moment, Lucien gently lifted Ella, cradling her in his arms as he carried her into the shower. The warm water cascaded down around them, creating a steamy atmosphere that enveloped their bodies in a silky embrace.

Ella laughed softly as he set her down, water trickling over her glistening skin. The sight of her, hair wet and cheeks flushed, made Lucien’s heart race anew. He stepped closer, their bodies almost touching, the heat between them igniting once again.

“Lucien…” she breathed, her voice low and inviting, as she looked up at him with a mixture of mischief and desire.

He reached out, letting his fingers trail along her jawline before sliding down her neck, savoring the softness of her skin. “You’re breathtaking,” he murmured, captivated by her beauty.

As the water washed over them, he pressed his body against hers, feeling the slickness of the soap and water as he kissed her, slow and deep. Ella responded with equal fervor, her hands exploring the defined contours of his body, fingers tracing the intricate tattoos that adorned his skin.

The warmth of the water mixed with their growing desire, creating a palpable tension that crackled in the air. Lucien’s hands slid down to her waist, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss, their mouths moving in perfect harmony.

He lifted her once more, her legs wrapping instinctively around his waist as he pressed her against the cool tile wall. The contrast sent shivers of delight through Ella, and she gasped, her breath hitching as Lucien began to move, thrusting gently against her.

“Just like this,” he whispered, his voice a low growl, as he peppered kisses along her neck and shoulders, trailing down to the delicate curve of her collarbone. “You’re so perfect, Ella.”

She moaned softly, lost in the sensations he was creating within her. “Lucien… I need you,” she urged, her voice barely a whisper as she ground against him, the heat building between them.

With a firm grip, Lucien steadied her against the wall, his lips crashing into hers as he entered her, their bodies melding together in a rhythm that felt both electric and primal. The water cascaded around them, but all they could feel was each other—the heat, the passion, the intoxicating connection that seemed to consume them whole.

“God, you feel so good,” he gasped between kisses, the sound mingling with the rush of water as he thrust deeper, eliciting soft moans from Ella. Each movement sent waves of pleasure coursing through them, the world outside fading away as they lost themselves in each other once more.

Ella’s nails dug into his back, urging him on as her body tightened around him, craving more. “Lucien, yes… just like that,” she breathed, feeling herself teetering on the edge once again.

The shower transformed into their sanctuary, a place where they could explore each other freely, unburdened by the outside world. They moved together in a dance of desire, water cascading over them as they surrendered to the passion that pulsed between them.

As their movements grew frantic, the air thickened with tension, every thrust sending them closer to the brink. Lucien captured her lips again, pouring all his longing and desire into that kiss, igniting the fire that burned within them.

“Ella,” he gasped, feeling her body respond to him, the heat building to an unbearable peak. “I’m right here. I need you to let go.”

With a final surge, they both shattered, the waves of pleasure crashing over them like the waterfall cascading around them. Ella cried out his name, and Lucien held her tightly, feeling her body pulse around him, their connection reaching new heights as they surrendered to the ecstasy of the moment.