My blood was starting to boil. How my body temperature had gone from freezing to almost burning in under an hour, I had no idea. I blame it on the hot blonde hockey player that was kissing me passionately against the bathroom wall at the current moment.
He had always gotten me unbelievably hot, but after a six month absence, who could blame me. I had missed him so much, and I had to show him just how much I loved him through my kisses.
My legs were wrapped around his waist at the time, as my eyes were clinched tight as our lips melted together with my fingers wrapped in his hair, which was damp from the shower. He started to pull away from the kiss teasingly, puling my bottom lip towards him. I closed my legs tighter around his waist, trying to give him the signal I wanted more. I know he knew what I wanted, but he kept teasing me anyway. He gave me a quick kiss on the lips, before going down my neck with his tongue.
He stopped to look down on me and his hands went through my hair. He patted my hair lovingly and looked into my eyes, while I unwrapped my legs and stood, before hugging me close. The warm water of the shower was still on. He turned it off with his foot, as he opened the shower curtain, and grabbing some towels.
If we lived alone, I think we would have gone stark naked into the bedroom. Since I didn't know where Paige was, it was better to be safe than sorry, as I don't think we locked the door. We dried off some, before we wrapped towels around our waists. Dylan grabbed me, laughing, and started kissing me against the wall near the bathroom door. He smiled that smile he does when he gets extremely giddy. I couldn't help smiling myself either, as I was just as giddy that I had Dylan back.
He lightly put a hand on my neck and grinned at me, as he nuzzled my neck. I reached up to him and kissed him on the lips tenderly. I was still in shock that Dylan was actually here, in front of me, half-naked and kissing me back.
"Hmm," I said, enjoying the moment.
"I missed you so much," Dylan said, sighing. I brought his face back down to me again, and kissed his open mouth. He grabbed my hands in front of him, opening the door that connected our bathroom to the bedroom. He reached to lock the door with his other hand enclosed in mine. Before I had time to react, Dylan had untied my towel from my waist and had pushed me on the bed in a matter of nanoseconds. I was sprawled out for all to see, but thankfully the only person I wanted to see was grinning at me. He admired me for a several moments, stark naked and on the bed. I was getting quite into the moment, and my legs spread wider, giving my hockey hunk a better view.
All the sudden, Dylan was on me, kissing me boldly, fierce, and lovingly all at the same time. He reached up to intertwine our fingers together. I reached up to kiss him alternating between sweet, small kisses to kissing him hard on the mouth with my tongue out of control.
We were both starting to moan, and he moved my legs so they wrapped around his waist. Much to my disappointment, I found Dylan's towel still wrapped around his waist. I broke the kiss to look down to make sure.
I groaned loudly in disappointment. I tried to motion to Dylan with my leg trying to slide down the towel.
"Mmph," I groaned louder, as Dylan was marking my neck and shoulders with kisses.
"Hmm?" Dylan asked.
I tried to use my knee to slide his towel down, but had no success. I whimpered at Dylan towards the towel.
Dylan started to play dumb.
"Something wrong?" He asked, innocently.
"Off!" I demanded.
"I'm sorry," Dylan said, breathing so close to my neck, without touching it. God, he drove me crazy, something I had desperately missed. "I don't understand."
"Dyyylllll," I somehow got out as he grabbed my neck with his mouth, kissing me.
I just wanted to see him. I didn't get a very good look in the shower. He kept tormenting me by hiding himself from me. I couldn't take much more at this rate. Because, well, my libido was steadily rising, and it was, well, Dylan in front of me, the only one I loved with everything I had.
I still couldn't believe he was in front of me. I lifted his head up from my neck and leaned forward to kiss him thoroughly. My eyes were squinted shut, taking every breath in the moment in. He kissed me back slowly and tenderly, savoring the moment.
"How do I know this isn't a dream?" I wondered out loud.
Dylan stood us up, our knees touching the sheets on the mattress.
"Because it isn't, Marco," he said, looking deep into my eyes, playing with my hair that was still damp. "I'm really here, okay...and I'm not leaving, I'm here for good."
I must have still looked uncertain, because Dylan moved towards my lips to kiss them fiercely, almost with anguish. He broke our kiss, and looked down on me again, his hand sliding down my arm to my hand.
"And if you still don't believe me," Dylan whispered erotically in my hear. "Just feel this."
All the sudden, Dylan had pulled the towel that was covering him off, throwing it on the floor in a swift motion. He covered his groin with my hand, making it incredibly hard to even breathe.
"Oh,fuck me," I whispered, my eyes fluttering, trying to control myself.
"I think I will," Dylan grinned at me, flipping me over so I was looking down on him.
I giggled, perfectly content, as I was in the arms of the man I loved.
"Mmm," Dylan murmured, kissing me over and over again, gently. "I missed my Marco."
I opened his mouth with my tongue, and kissed his lips. After some preparation, I moved my hands up his arms. I laced my fingers through his as he entered me. I was in heaven again, as I squeezed Dylan's hands through mine, and kissed him slowly and sweetly.
Everything was slow, romantic, passionate, and above all, loving. It wasn't the wild, horny sex I expected when Dylan returned. I loved it either way, but the slow way Dylan made love to me made me feel full again. It's what I needed, what he needed. All my doubts and uncertainties from Dylan's absence were erased. Nothing had changed, I knew Dylan still loved me. More than love, if that was possible. Because I was more than in love with him, too.
A/N: Thanks for all the great reviews. Thanks to them, I got a chapter up quicker. This chapter was not originally planned, but due to some reviews, I decided to put this one in. Want more? Review!!!