A Beautiful Instrument

12: We Have A Lot To Talk About

"Leigh, get your cute ass in here already!" Jeremy calls me.

I grab a towel from the towel bar and step out of the bathroom to change, slipping off my dress and bra and wrapping the towel around me. All of a sudden I'm nervous about being fully naked in front of Jeremy. I convince myself that's silly after the intimacy we just shared on the couch. I take a deep breath and walk into the bathroom.

I open the shower door and Jeremy looks over his shoulder, taking in my towel-clad body. "I'm almost done if you would rather wait."

I undo the towel and hang it on the hook next to his, stepping into the shower and pulling the door closed. Jeremy averts his eyes, trying to let me go at my own pace. But I don't want to hide from him. I step closer to him and touch his shoulders, running my hands down his muscular back and giving his tush a loud smack.

He looks over his shoulder with a devilish glint in his eyes. "What was that for?"

"Stealing my panties."

He chuckles. I run my hands around his torso, pressing my breasts and hard nipples into his back. He sighs as his hands lock onto mine.

"Are you going to hog all the water?" I tease.

"Oh, um sorry. I just...uh..." He's suddenly timid. I withdraw my arms and step back.

He slides his hands down to cup his genitals as he turns to allow me access to the water. I eagerly step into the hot water. It feels good running over my body. I glance at Jeremy, expecting him to be admiring the view. He is staring up at the ceiling, still holding himself down below, and I can see his lips moving as though he's reciting something.

"What are you doing?" I inquire.

"What do you mean?" He pretends.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were trying to distract yourself from me." I observe.

"Oh I am." He admits. I silently start rubbing my breasts, waiting for him to look at me. He seems confused by the silence and risks peeking at me. He clears his throat and looks back up.

"Don't you like what you see?" I ask provocatively.

"I very, very much like what I see. Almost too much. I, uh, am aroused again." He confesses quietly.

"Oh? Is that what you're trying to hide there, unsuccessfully I might add?" I tease.

He glances down at his hands and then to me, shyly. "Yeah. I don't want you to think I'm just some horn ball. I just can't control my response to you."

I reach towards him and pull his hands away from his crotch, tugging him over to me as I lean close to him. "Can I tell you something?"

His eyes finally scan my naked body and I can see his breath quicken. I place his hands on my hips as I confess. "I'm aroused again too."

His hands grip my hips firmly as he pulls me into his arms, dipping his face to mine and kissing me with force. I eagerly match his intensity, rubbing my breasts against his slippery chest. My nipples tighten against his skin and the throbbing between my legs intensifies.

Jeremy speaks against my lips. "We're just having fun tonight. No sex. We need to save something for our next date."

"Oh boo." I put on a pouty face and Jeremy seizes the opportunity to capture my lip between his teeth. It hurts for a second, but is then replaced by pleasure as he sucks the pain away. He wraps a strong arm around my back, pinning me against him as he nibbles and sucks his way down my throat to my sensitive nipples. Again, he uses his teeth, just enough to elicit a yelp from me and then sucks the skin to alleviate the pain. I arch my back, making more of myself available to him.