Stella felt the need to turn around and ask him to stay and join her but the opportunity didn't knock.
She stripped down out of her sweaty clothes and stepped into the piping hot shower. He didn't have shampoo or conditioner for women but she didn't mind. She pressed his loofa between her breast and inhaled the smell of it. It smelt like him. She slowly soaped herself up and enjoyed the presence of his smell filling the enormous shower.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps. She knew he was there in the bathroom so she sucked in her gut and hummed an innocent tune. She saw him right through the glass; she watched as he slowly took off his clothes and kept his tight black boxer briefs on. He looked like a Calvin Klein model and she suddenly felt hotter.
Finally, after moments of anticipation, he peeled on his underwear and walked over to the shower. He opened the door and stepped in without any hesitation. Within seconds, he had her pressed to the wall. He ran his hands around her back and his mouth came down hard on hers. She moaned into his mouth, welcoming his tongue in. The hot water poured over the two of them, making Stella heat up fast.
He was already hard and held her tightly in the corner. Stella pushed him away and slunk to her knees. She grabbed a hold of his member and stared up at him. His face was harsh from the amount of pleasure he was enduring. Stella licked up his hard thighs and kissed his inner legs. She teased him with her tongue and he quivered under the feeling of his knees buckling. She licked him up and down and he gasped at the feel of her cold tongue in the warm shower. He stroked her wet hair and pushed himself deep into her mouth. She looked up into his eyes and they were piercing green, unusual from his natural brown.
She pulled away and started to kiss his length. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. He placed both hands under her butt and pushed her up the wall. She was suddenly grateful for her copious yoga classes as he spread her legs wide. He dug his face in between her legs and she shrieked in emence pleasure. He looked up at her with hot eyes as his hair matted over his face. He refused to put her down as she squirmed; he wasn't going to give her up that easily.
Finally, Stella dropped one leg and slid down and he held up he other. He moved closer to her and took himself in his hand. She wrapped her arms around and neck and prepared herself for him. She felt a slow but strong push jut into her. She moaned and he lifted up her other leg. She was pinned to the hot tile wall as he pumped in and out of her. She couldn't believe it; she was letting this happen again.
She groaned and he grunted his way deeper and deeper. "G-God Dammit!" She yelled and she felt her body fill with hot pleasure. He pressed his mouth hard onto hers and kissed her passionately. His thrusting was minutes long and finally he couldn't take it anymore. He pulled out and grabbed himself and Stella sunk to her knees, taking his load into her mouth for a second time in the past two days. She looked up at him and he was quivering with his eyes sealed shut. Once he finished, he pulled her up to her feet and held her close to his rock hard chest. He chuckled and she heard it through his chest.
Stella gazed up at Brandon and he bend his neck to kiss her lips. Sincerely. No sex-driven tongue, just passion without the lust. He left the shower slowly and left her two soft white towels. She dried off and slipped into a robe that he left for her. She dried her hair and walked into his bedroom.
He was laying in his boxers on his bed. She felt awkward. This was her intimidating boss in the raw. She had barely had more than a casual conversation with him when she realized that she had a full scale fuck buddy; he sat up and grinned. Why couldn't he at least have rolls? Perfect abs.
Brandon placed his hand on his bed. She felt her jaw almost hang from her head. Her? In HIS bed? She patted her robe and shrugged.
"The robe is a little wet..." She grimaced. "I don't want to lay on your bed."
He chuckled, "then take it off?" He smiled. Stella turned red. She shook her head and asked quietly, "may I have a shirt?" She asked politely. He couldn't help but laugh, "Don't wanna be naked for too long? huh, gorgeous." She felt her stomach flip. She knew he thought she was sexy, but actually pretty?
Stella slipped on a big blue t-shirt that she found in his drawer. "Come lay with me." He called after her.
Stella froze. Were they going to...dare she say it...cuddle? She slowly strutted over to his bed and laid dainty next to him. She saw his projection clock gleam 9:45pm. SHIT
"I..I gotta get home!" She said stunning at her actions. "Says who?" He yawned and reached for her. "I have work tomorrow morning!" She blushed and scrambled out of bed. He laughed loudly, "I hope your boss won't be too mad at you..." He continued laughing and pulled his sheet back. "Now come back here."