50 Shades of Sand

Chapter 22 - Rejection

I was sore. Very sore. I tried to walk as normal as possible to the bathroom but my facial expressions were definitely screwed up. When I finally made my way in, Gaara already had the shower water running. He was watching me. In his eyes I could they were shining with something... was it pride?

He stepped in the water and I stood there watching him. His eyes closed as the steaming water hit his body. His mouth opened with a silent sigh. His hair began to stick to his face and I couldn't take my eyes off him. He was tall, lean with some muscles. He had broad shoulders and nice back muscles. Maybe from carrying the gourd around all the time. His lightly tan skinned glistened in the shower water. My mouth grew dry at the sight. Then I saw his erection. It stood proud and I blushed. How that fit inside me, was a shock. But it was impressive. I licked my lips subconsciously. I looked up back to Gaara's face and his eyes locked with mine. I suddenly blushed as he caught me staring at his member. His face on the other hand looked amused.

"Come in." He stated and I nodded at him.

I quickly threw my hair into a messy bun before awkwardly climbing in the shower. I let out a soft moan as the hot water hit my body. I opened my eyes and saw Gaara watching me. He then leaned over and grabbed my body wash. He squeezed some on his hand and the smell overtook the shower.

"Lavender?" He looked at me as he rubbed his hands together.

"Yeah." I gave him a weak smile.

"It fits you." He murmured. I bit my bottom lip and my cheeks felt a little warm. "Turn around." He commanded and I did as he said.

Gaara brought his hands to my back and began to spread the soapy mixture all over my back. It was comforting and I gave a soft sigh of content. He moved his hands over my shoulder and the back of my neck. He then made his way down slowly. When his hands reached my behind, he began to knead and massage my cheeks. I closed my eyes at the relaxing feel. Suddenly his hands left and I felt myself pressed against his body. I kept my face forward and my eyes closed. Gaara's hands returned to my shoulders then worked his way down the front of my body.

When he reached my breasts, he slowly rubbed in circles, kneading my breasts. My nipples hardened in his touch and he pinched them softly. My breath hitched at the sudden pleasure. He pinched them once more before his hands began to travel towards my abdomen. He rested his head on my left shoulder and his cheek felt surprisingly soft against mine. His hands moved over my abdomen slowly, rubbing the soap all over me. Then his hands ventured further and he began to wash me down there. He was slow and gentle. Washing away the blood from his conquest earlier. I relaxed myself against Gaara. I could feel his hardened length pressed against my back and I wiggled in anticipation. Gaara must have sensed this since he began to rub at my clitoris. Softly with his finger, he rubbed the tip around and around. I moaned lightly as I began to respond to his touch. He applied more pressure and my breath began to come in pants. He only paid attention to my clitoris and I was thankful he wasn't trying to stick anything in me. He rubbed faster and harder and my breath came in pants and my moans grew louder. I could feel Gaara's breath against my shoulder and it came out harsh as well.

"Gaara." I cried as my orgasm overtook me. I shuddered and my legs wiggled underneath me. I was thankful for Gaara's body to support me up. With the aftershocks running through me, I turned to him with a smile on my lips.

"Your turn." I purred as I reached for the body wash.

I poured a good amount as he did and began to rub my hands together to bring the soap to a lather. As it dripped down my arms, I stepped forward and brought my hands to his shoulders. He kept his eyes closed and he flinched when I touched his skin. I could tell he was nervous to have me touch him but I just needed to. I very slowly ran my hands in soft circles over his shoulders, trying to get him to relax to my touch. I moved over his chest and down to his washboard abs. I traced them slowly, intrigued at the view. But as my view became blocked by the lathered soap, my attention went elsewhere. I looked up at Gaara and he was staring at me. His eyes hardened with lust and desire. He did give me an orgasm, it's best to return the favor.