As Trevor goes and checks on both kids Olivia fills the bathtub. The bubbles pile high over the edge of the marble tub. She removes her robe and hang it over the corner of the open bathroom door. The stereo in the corner comes on to tonight's symphony concert. She shivers as she climb into the hot water and slips beneath the water and close her eyes.
The door creaks open, but Trevor feels no need to announce his presence Trevor sits on the edge of the bath tube as his hand traces down my arm left on the edge of the tub, but he's most gratified to find my knee.
He runs his hand through the bubbles, all the way down from her calf to her ankle, as he is working his way back up he leans over to kiss her cheek before he moves towards her lips, her neck is silky soft from the bath.
Trevor captures her teasing mouth and press her down into the bath. Olivia teases him as she pulls herself up slightly in the bath. Her breasts are still hiding under the layer of bubbles, only the thin layers of soap between Trevor and her nude body. Her hand strokes it's way down the open front of his shirt.
Her fingers trace his lips, letting me taste the jasmine water on her skin. "I want you." Trevor says without preamble. "I've been thinking about you for days.
Trevor watches as she pulls his hands down beneath the bubbles to her breasts. The water soaks up the sleeves of his shirt and he bites down on to her bottom lip.
As one of his hands slips down her stomach, cupping the rise of her hip bone. Trevor pulls Olivia up, pulling them both together against the rim of the tub. The cold marble is such a shock that we're both catching our breath. His thumb grazes across her left nipple, teasing it to a point as he rises up on his knees.
He lowers his mouth to the rise of her breasts and bites into them, there's a hunger in his voice that can't be faked. Something he only has for me as she wraps her arms around the back of his neck. I kiss her upper lip, slipping inside her mouth with a questing tongue. As Trevor undoes the buttons on the cuff of his shirt, letting him roll up the sodden sleeves.
Olivia decides she'd rather have his shirt off, she pulls herself up in the bath exposing her breasts just over the rim of the tub and entirely captivating Trevor's attention. Smiling knowingly as she follows his gaze, Olivia leaves a trail of kisses down his chest.
They both reach for his pants together, water sloshing over to the floor. She rises back to his neck, biting the curve of his ear playfully.
Trevor sucks on the soft flesh of her neck, feeling a free tendril of hair brush my cheek as it escapes from the twist on her head.
Olivia's hand reaches boldly into my fly, reminding me just how well she can read me.
Trevor lets her tease him as he enjoys the ripeness of her breasts as they rest on the rim of the tub between them and come close enough to touch his chest. The way her tongue plunges into his mouth is desperate.
They press their bodies together, realizing that the positioning is going to need to change. Trevor's kneeling there, nearly panting with arousal and Olivia is already out of her clothes. She pushes him back and stands up, listening to the cascade of water fall off her body. Instead of standing in response, he nuzzles my thighs, finding the most sensitive place to flick out his tongue. I grab his head, digging my fingers into his hair as I feel the moan fight out of my throat.
Trevor remains there a moment, pulling Olivia into his mouth to tease her between his teeth and lips. Her legs tremble and he has to grab the wall with one hand to keep her balance. "Oh god-" Falls from Olivia's lips as the flash of heat runs up her stomach. Trevor decides not to let up, and instead of moving his way up her body, he remains where he is. And he knows exactly what he's doing with his tongue. He sucks, catching her between the softness of his lips and the teasing wall of his teeth.
He pulls her down to sit on the edge of the bathtub, thoughtfully noticing that Olivia's legs are shaking under the maddening touch of his tongue. She leans back, keeping hold of Trevor's head with one hand as she holds on to the wall behind her. There's no containing her moan of pleasure or the desperate trembling of her body. She closees her eyes, losing the ability to feel anything but Trevor's touch. His hands crawl up her hips, keeping her right where he wants me.
There's a beauty in the way Olivia's body arcs back, an earthly expression of the incredible glory of her. Olivia's losing fast, spiraling up to where I want her. Her fingers dig into my hair, pulling at my scalp but she only spurs me onward. My name slipped out before, but this time she's going to scream it. Speeding up together, I let the need in her breathing guide me.
I watch as her head rolls across her shoulders. Olivia's hair curls in the steam from the bath and the graceful line of her neck twitches as she screams. It starts without meaning but coalesces into my name. Her eyes snap open, and the sudden contraction of her body nearly knocks her back into the bath. I catch her and hold her steady, kissing the hollow between her breasts as I feel the expansion of her chest. Oxygen can't seem to come fast enough and she drops her head to my shoulder.
Running my hands over the curve of her back, I can still smell the jasmine of the bathwater. The taste of her is on my lips as I lick up the beads of moisture from her skin. Letting her take her time to recover will be worth it and I've never needed any encouragement to play with her body.
He stands up slowly, licking the water from her body as he goes. I take a slow breath and embrace the way Trevor's left my head spinning. Pushing him back against the sink, I press into the friction of his chest. His hands slide in the skim of water left on my skin. I can hear the stereo from the living room. His skin is salty with sweat and I chase up to his chin with my lips.
"I want you." I growl out as I strip him of his pants. I push him down to the tiled floor, stradling his waist as I lower myself down over his chest. I kiss his forehead and run the tip of my tongue over his temple down to his cheek. Trevor sucks on my upper lip and I can taste myself as his tongue leads mine into his mouth. His hands find my breasts and catch my nipples. Trevor squeezes into them until I bite his neck in retaliation.
Laughing as I gasp in shock, we find each other's mouths again. He's becoming more aroused, wanting more of me as his stamina roars back to him. Trevor shoves me down his body, grinding our hips across each other. He's swollen with desire and I lift myself from him, letting him slide inside. Widening in pleasure.
Olivia surrounds me with warmth, the kind of gentle heat that burns through my skin. Her teeth dance across my chest, teasing before she makes her way back to my chin. Holding steady, she denies me the friction of motion.
She likes the upper hand, the sense of power in knowing that all she has to do is move her hips to deliver me to ecstasy. Her lips curl into a wicked smile as she leans up from my chest. It's too warm in the bathroom to feel cold, even with the tile beneath my back. Olivia rests her hands on my chest as she pulls off of me and exposes me to the air for just a moment. It's long enough to send a shiver down my spine before she slides back down.
Rocking forward again, she keeps her body close to my chest and locks her arms beneath my shoulders. Finding my lips again is her urgent plea to have more of our skin in contact. My hands grab her hips, tracing down over the fullness of her nude bottom. Olivia's knees are bent to the floor and as she releases me to the air again I slip my hands between us so I can find her nipples again. This time the pressure of my fingers earns a moan from deep within her chest.
Trevor's hands leave my breasts to cradle my shoulders, he flips us over, turning me to the tile that's still warm from his back. He thrusts into me as soon as he finds the leverage, eyes gleaming black and hungry. Bending back my legs gently, he finds the angle he dives within me. Our positioning is instinctual because we know how our bodies fit. Teasing around the curve of my breast, he takes the tip of it and sucks it into the warm wetness of his mouth. His hips grind against me and moaning does little to relieve the tingling sensation rising up from my hips.
Thrusting deep, he caresses me with the firm thumb of his right hand. Trevor wants me to tighten around him, to enjoy his presence as much as he needs it to.
Our lungs are empty together and in that moment we're both dead. We've died together and resurrect each other as feeling returns to our bodies she keeps me within her as the sound of our labored breathing draws me back. Her cheek brushes against mine and mingles our sweat on my face. Olivia releases me as she gets shakily to her knees, and I reach up for her, sitting up to thank her with a kiss.
She pulls the robe over her shoulders as he follows her, then Trevor's's arms wrap around her waist, and she lowers her hands to greet him. He takes her hand into his own and leads them to the bed. The bath, the sodden pile of his clothing can all wait until morning. Now there's the bed, the comfort of his body and rhythm of our breathing.
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