Mark Wahlberg Imagines

Shower Repairs

You had a long shift at work, and you attempted to ease your stress by texting Mark for support which he was more than willing to give you anyways. The Simple jokes selfies of silly faces and loving compliments had your phone constantly in your hand allowing the day to go by much quicker than it usually did.

Before you have the opportunity to leave work Mark sends you one more text telling you that he had done some minor repairs at his Apartment and wanted you to stop by to take a look in a while. Ordinarily after the day you had you would tell him that you were too tired for the bus ride to his Apartment in the city but something in the way he words his text always really grabs your interest. You tell him yes and begin the walk to the bus stop.

Finally you are walking up the steps to Mark's  Apartment finding the door to be locked when you try to enter. With a sigh you unlock it with your key and enter the Apartment Mark was  nowhere to be found. Just Talking to yourself about how your boyfriend neglected to inform you of his absence from the Apartment you tosses your bag onto the floor beside the sofa wanting to take a shower to waste time and alleviate some of your stress.

"Might as well," you said unzipping your hoodie and throwing it onto the sofa.

As you stand in the bathroom removing all of your clothes you notice that Mark had done some of his repairs in the shower. He had replaced a few tiles, added a nicer door, and even installed a new shower head and rain shower combo. You chuckle softly, turning the tap on and watch the intensity with which the water flows from the detachable shower head, and rains down from the stationary one.

Watching the water for a moment you recall telling Mark  that you had an interest in this type of shower combo and cannot help but smile at the thought of him remembering. You carefully enter the shower pulling the door closed behind you. Immediately the water raining down on you in the new setup feels better than you ever imagined the right amount of pressure and a brand new sensation of the wider spread of water.

"Oh, man," you mumbled tipping your head back beneath the water letting it all wash over you.

It does not take long for the idea to form in your head, and before you realize it you are pulling the shower head from the hook adjusting it to the massage setting. Licking your lips you prop one of your feet onto the shower ledge and lower the shower head between your thighs. As soon as the water comes in contact with your clit at the exact correct pressure that you hoped you let out a gasp while closing your eyes.

"Fuck," you whisper, shifting your thighs further apart the aim the water at a better angle.

You try to focus on the feeling the growing sensation of arousal building up within you already and you begin to have visions of Mark to help the process.Mark with his hat on,Mark  touching himself, Mark touching you. Shirtless Mark only wearing his tight boxer briefs and kneeling between your thighs as he uses his mouth to get you to your climax. You can feel it building within you and you are too focused on your approaching orgasm to realize how loud you moan your boyfriend's name.

"Babe, I hope you ain't tryin' out the new shower head without me."
Mark's  voice especially in his teasing tone hits you hard and nearly makes you slip as you lose your grip on the shower head and let his swing back and hit the wall.

"Fuck, Mark Damn It," you gasp, seeing his outline through the frosted glass of the door.

"I know for a fact you can be much louder than that," he says opening the door and studying you while he is still fully closed. "Think the whole block knows after the way you was sayin' my name." With a smirk Mark reaches into the shower grabbing the shower head and placing it back in your grasp. "Don't lemme stop you," he mumbles setting his hands on the frame of the shower door to lean against it so he can watch you. "Let's see how loud you can get." He smirks "Well loud enough just for you huh" you laughed..