In the Shadows

Chapter 34

(Author's Note: If you would wish to listen to Chapter 34 parts 1 and 2 on audio, please click the video. Oh, and the videos might be age restricted because of the sexual stuff on here, so you would have to read it on your own or sign in to youtube to view the videos, saying you are 18+. Thank you! Since this chapter is spicy please read/listen with caution.)

 Once he's on board with me, I ask him, "Can you unzip me, please?"

  I turn around so my back faces him and instantly I feel his fingers on my back. I gasp. He unzips me slowly and instinctively. I feel his fingers squirm up and down my spine, and I shiver, not because I am cold, but because of his touch.

  Suddenly, I turn around to face him and I wrap my arms around his wet hair, pulling him to kiss me, and taking us both by surprise by my actions. My fingers tangled in his hair as our tongues entwined; he snatches my hands and lifts them in the air. I am breathless.

  His lips move to my jawline and he kisses down to my neck. Licking and sucking every inch of my skin and I start to moan as he bites gently on my ear.

  His nose then runs across my neck at the same time he slips the wetsuit down to my hips; revealing my bra and stomach. At this very moment, I'm wishing I wore a more attractive brassiere than this plain white bra. He stops my deranged thoughts by trailing his nose down my throat, across my breasts, kissing and venerating me as he does, and I begin to whimper.

  "Hmm, I love your scent, Sussianna," he groans.

  I want to say the same about him; his scent is intoxicating, but I can't seem to say anything. I am out of words. Perhaps, he likes the ocean scent? After all, we were just swimming and I am covered in ocean scent along with goodness knows what else is in that ocean. Oh gosh, I smell like fish. So, whatever it is that he is smelling it's not me.

  I sound insane right now, but all of a sudden, he distracts me by moving his hand and touching me with his fingertips down to my stomach, past my belly button, until he reaches just above the wetsuit.

  He looks up into my eyes. I notice his eyes are not the same baby blue but have become a darker blue. "Do you want me to stop?" He asks and I shake my head.

  "Hmm, but I want you to answer a question."

  "Okay," I manage to say, but really it was more like a desperate plea.

 "Tell me..." He groans and I know this is difficult for him to say because I feel him hardening against me. "How do you touch yourself?"

  "Huh?"

   What? That's not what I was expecting him to ask me.

  "Don't be bashful with me."

  "What do you mean 'touch myself?'" I don't understand.

  He rolls his eyes, "Do you touch yourself, here?" He asks, his voice breathless when he moves his fingers right down there, and I gasp from his all-sudden touch. I feel the effect deep in my groin.

  For a moment I don't know what to say, and then I find the courage to speak. "I-I don't," I barely say and hardly recognize my own voice, with it being laced with desire and a need I have for him right at this very second.

  He looks at me with disbelief and clearly does not believe me. "Wait, you have never touched yourself before?"

  I shake my head.