"I love you", Petra gushed with an idiotic smile as she watched JR get up to take her dish to the sink.
"I love you too, baby" JR shook her head grinning, having answered for the 11th time today.
The 'I love you' phase was new, and it still made Petra dopey and caused her heart flutter when they said it out loud. She couldn't get enough of it: Petra said it when they unpacked groceries; in the middle of movie night; when she watched JR read the newspaper; in fact, waiting for lunch at work everyday to call and tell the brunette was the highlight of her mornings.
She had heard of love stupors, but had never been in one until now, and boy was she addicted. Being within several feet of JR nowadays made her whole body tingle; her voice made her cheeks hurt from smiling and deliciously light headed no matter what the brunette said; and her touch sent electric shocks down Petra's spine, even when she was just presently grabbing her dish to wash.
Petra got up from the dinner table woozily, in part from the wine and in part from the effects JR's gaze had on her. She made her way over to the sink to snuggle into JR's back; Petra knew it was likely all due to a new rush of chemicals and pheromones at this stage, but it physically hurt not to be in contact with her.
JR turned amusingly when Petra purred rubbing her head against her back.
"What is this?" Petra pouted, running her hands down JR's back before locking them at her waist. "I can't take my hands off you, it's practically like we just started dating!".
"It's called being love drunk", JR smiled leaning in to kiss the blonde.
"So, you feel it too?"
"Of course I do, I mean look at me" JR responded laughingly before Petra glanced down at the idle hands that had snuck up her blouse and were aimlessly drawing patterns on her lower back. Petra giggled before leaning in for another kiss, and moaning when they pulled away.
"How long does it last?" Petra sighed backing away slightly after noticing she was halfway in her lover's lap after unconsciously backing JR into the kitchen counter. "I can't function like this."
"It eventually wears off a bit-" JR began, before scurrying out of the room and shouting mischeviously over her shoulder to Petra that she had an idea.
When Petra finally finished the dishes and came to the bedroom, the sight of JR made her jaw drop. She stood, arms leaning casually against the bathroom doorway, in a thin, black, long sleeved, completely sheer, mini dress that drew attention to one thing, and one thing only: Petra's favorite assets which were currently uncaged and free.
"You got tth...tth...the dress?" Petra stuttered, trying to force her suddenly heavy tongue to cooperate.
"Yeah" JR smirked confidently, shifting to lean on the door frame. The move caused the sheer material to slide across her nipples, and Petra's gaze followed, obeying without command.
The blonde hungrily made her way to JR, the intention in her eyes unmistakable. "How is this suppose to help me keep my hands off of you?"
JR retreated toward the shower, patting Petra's hands away. "Nuh uh, no touching-restraint!" she emphasized, laughing as she closed the shower door as Petra reached for her.
"Baby stop, you look so unbelievablly adorable like that" JR sing-songed softly, staring at the pouting form pressed against the shower glass.
"Then let me in", Petra bargained, reaching for the door handle.
"No, sit-" JR ordered, pointing toward the chair across from the mirror, "and earn it".
Petra's eyes wandered down her lover's chest again as JR's exertion caused her breasts to rise and fall against the clinging fabric in the most captivating of ways. Petra smiled slyly, never taking her eyes off JR's chest as she backed her way to the chair and sat down.
"Turn on the water." The blonde stated lustfully.
JR bit her lip, eyes glaring scorchingly at Petra, before reaching behind her and flipping the handle.
The deluge of warm water poured down JR's long, thick, brunette mane making it stick to her face and wrap around her chest as she shook the water out of her eyes. The wet waves converged on the right side of her chest sending a stream of water fountaining down the center and into the crevice of her breasts.
Petra watched mesmerized as the liquid poured over her chest, engulfing the sheer material, bringing the entire contour of each breast into view. In uncontrollable response, her hands drifted down to her shorts, and she leaned back and unbuttoned them.
"Do you know how perfect they are?" Petra asked drunkenly as she slid her fingers under the waistband of her panties and into her heat.
"What are?" JR asked rhetorically, playfully pushing both topics of interest against the clear glass.
Petra moaned in approval as the pressure caused the outline of JR's breasts to double in size against the shower wall.
"They really are perfect" Petra began wistfully as she slowly ran her fingers up and down her center, enjoying the slipperiness.
"The shape, the weight, the way that dress- fuck-every outfit bunches at the side giving the most magnificent imprint of the cleft just under the..."
Petra picked up her pace, emboldened by the sight of the brunette's hands falling between her legs behind the glass.
"When you ride me; God, when you ride me. when I'm face level and I can't decide if I want a mouthful as they bounce back in forth in front of me, or if I just want to bury my face in them and suffocate..."
"That's my favorite part" petra finished heavily after a pause.
JR leaned back and moaned in synch with the blonde, their breathing picked up as they circled teir clit in harmony.
"You know I have a favorite - The right one." Petra began through labored breaths. "The areola is slightly bigger" breath "It points a smidge outward" breath "and it always hardens first".
"It drives me crazy!" Petra grunted, her abdomen muscles clenching and hand unsteady as she brought herself to the verge.
"I'm going to-" JR blurted out gruffly as her back fell against the glass and her legs struggled to hold her up.
Petra looked up from JR's chest to her eyes for the first time, the clunk of the brunette hitting the glass breaking her trance. "Me too!" Petra shouted breathless, eyes roaming up and down JR's wet and sprawled form through the fogged glass.
"Can I on-" Petra started hesitantly, before JR thirstly interrupted, "Come here."
Petra slipped out of her bottoms, and into the shower; hand back massaging her clit with a long sigh as soon as she sat on the ledge.
They watched eachother intensely for several moments, with only the sounds of the hot water falling over them and heated flesh rubbing as the mutually masturbated.
"Now!" Petra yelled as she arched off the ledge.
JR immediately fell to her knees between the blonde, as Petra spread her lips. JR then took her right breast and slowly glided it up and down Petra's soaked center as the blonde jerked with each contact, before flicking her nipple across her overlysensitized clit.
"OH MY FUUUCCCK!" Petra shrieked, staring down in amazement, as they both erupted.
Petra's head rested on the shower door for several minutes, and JR's in her lap as they allowed the warm water to stream over them, cooling them off.
After a while, JR looked up humorously, kissing the recovering blonde's thigh;
"I guess we technically did keep our hands off eachother."