Chapter 11
He leaned his hands against the wall of the shower. The water cascading over his shoulders, leaving trails along his back. His ears muffled by the water running through his hair. He held on to the wall for fear that his legs would give out under him; he had felt release before but never like that. There wasn't even that much kissing involved. She had not deepened it he feared, because she believed that he would not be able to handle it. He also felt the same, but there was something in him, something primal that wanted to take over. When she offered a hand in the shower it stood at attention and almost purred at the suggestion.
Even as he stood there now in the shower under the cold water, his body was still humming. Thinking of her has him aroused again. Any other time he would feel shame, but not now. He could still feel her lips on his, the warmth of her skin. He lifted his head and adjusted the water, making it slightly warmer. There was not much light in the bathroom, since the backup power generator would cut most non-essential lights. The room was basked in the red of the emergency lights and the little light from the outside hall from the small window above the bathroom door. He didn't hear it open.
He felt her tongue on his back as her hands caressed his shoulders and his sides. Her mouth was intent on capturing every drop of water, exploring every freckle, every mark, and her teeth grazing his skin, as if to mark him as her own. He tried to turn but she held him in place, running her hands up his arms, stretching against him, she was surprisingly strong. Not that he had any strength against her; he would never put up a fight. His body would betray him every time, his heart would surely follow. There was no resisting this anymore; he had fallen in a black hole, the swirling vortex that was Penny. Her infectious smile, her laugh, her eyes the color of jade, her body, her spirit, her love, he wanted to be part of that world in a way he never thought he could or wanted to be with anyone else. The pull in his stomach, the pang in his heart, it started that day she admired his work and sat in his spot. That is when she became his "spot".
"Stay right there" she whispered to his ear. Her tongue lapped the drops of water that caressed it. His breath caught and he trembled, he wondered how the water didn't evaporate the moment it touched his skin.
He did not move and he feared what he would say if he tried to speak but her body on his, flushed to his back silenced any protest he might have feebly tried to voice. Her arms were now around his chest, he felt the soft mounds of her breasts against his back, his body quivered a bit, as her hands continued to explore his chest, her finger moving along his nipples, pinching them softly, her mouth and tongue on his back continued its exploration.
She ran her hands down his stomach, pulling him closer to her; she rubbed her body up and down his back, her breasts and mouth caressing my lower back. Her teeth grazing his buttocks, the sensation sent waves of pleasure throughout his body. Her hands found his hips and caressed the path his hip bones that led to his awaiting arousal. She cooed when she reached his shaft. She gently caressed the shaft with the tips of her finger, it moved as if on its own accord towards her. He purred at her touch. He had never had anyone touch him. It felt so good; his thoughts began to swirl in pleasure. He wanted to hold her, he wanted to turn to her, but he was still afraid. His body ached for her, but he feared he would not know what to do.
She then traced her finger around the head of his cock. Her mouth still on his neck and back, her body pressing him closer with every touch, and then she grabbed him in her hand and gently moved her hand along the length of his shaft. With this he found he needed to touch her. He reached his hand back and tried to pull her closer to him if it was even possible. He grabbed her leg at her thigh to raise it against his leg and his other hand resting on the wall for fear if he let go his legs would give out underneath the amount of pleasure she was giving him.
"Oh Penny…that feels so good." He spoke in a whisper only she was meant to hear.
"You like that baby?" she whispered, her tongue licking his skin when she talked. It was as though she wanted to taste his body's reaction to her touch and her words.
He let his hand answer her question. He released her leg and began to explore the only other place he could reach and he found her soft mound, it was warm and gravitated immediately to his hand. He moved slowly as this was a new terrain for him. He let his long fingers explore slowly her folds, the lips moist and warm to his touch. She grabbed him tighter and stroked a bit more heated reacting to his touch. He began to memorize the gasps she made in reaction to his touch. It made his arousal even stronger as she mounted his fingers.
"Oh yes Sheldon, please touch me…"
He let his finger explore deeper into her, she gasped and bit at his arm sucking at the bite, pulling his skin with her mouth as the pleasure of his touch made her hips grind forward, she wanted him deeper, his fingers' ministrations were bringing her closer to her climax. He could feel it in the wetness and heat inside her. The way her body was riding his hand, while at the same time her hand was stroking him faster, tightening and releasing his shaft keeping rhythm with his fingers, as he plunged his fingers deeper letting his hand rub against her clit, he was bringing her closer to orgasm and he too was closer than ever. They moved in sync, pushing and pulling, faster and faster, deeper with each stroke and plunge.
"Don't stop baby, cum with me"
With that last request whispered into his ear and one final stroke, his orgasm came, full force, causing his body to shake as she stroked and squeezed every last drop out of him, his hand feeling her orgasm as her walls tightened and released, her wetness a reward for his good work. Her body was trembling with pleasure. Her hand caressed his spent member, washing away the remnants of his release. Her free hand found its way to his hair and she pulled his head back, letting her tongue lick up the side of his neck to his ear, she grabbed his ear lobe in her mouth, sucking on its softly, he teeth grazing it softly as she pulled away. "Seems we gave each other a hand" she whispered and with a small kiss to his neck she was gone.
He immediately felt naked as her body was no longer there, he finally opened his eyes, and he was alone. If he didn't know before, he knew now. It was his turn to return the favor. He washed up, not wanting to wash her kisses away, his hand still warm from being inside her; he fought against the urge to run his tongue along his fingers to taste her. She was going to be his.
