Celeb Fun

Her hips began to undulate, a slow, primal rhythm that guided his movements. Her head tilted back, exposing the elegant line of her throat, her eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure intensified. A soft gasp, then another, punctuated the rising tide of sensation.

“Oh, God.” she whispered, the words drawn out, almost reverent, as her body arched slightly, her fingers still clutching her breasts as if to anchor herself to the swirling vortex of sensation. The soft moans became a continuous hum, a melody of pure, unadulterated pleasure that promised to spill over at any moment.

The steam had already begun to fog the bathroom mirror, blurring the sharp edges of their reflections as Ed nudged the door shut with his foot. Uma was already under the spray, the water sluicing over her shoulders, sculpting the curves beneath her thin, soaked t-shirt. She glanced back at him, her eyes glittering with a mixture of playful challenge and raw desire.

“Took you long enough,” she purred, her voice a low hum against the drumming water.

Ed’s grin was slow, predatory. He shucked off his clothes, letting them fall in a heap on the tiled floor, his gaze never leaving her. The air in the small room was thick with the scent of jasmine and rising heat. He stepped into the tub, the warmth of her body radiating even before he touched her.

He pressed against her back, his hands finding her waist, then sliding up under her wet shirt. She leaned into him, a soft sigh escaping her lips as his fingers brushed her nipples. The fabric, clinging and cool against her skin, was suddenly an impediment. With a sharp tug, she ripped it away, letting it fall into the accumulating water around their feet. Her breath hitched as he kneaded her breasts, his thumbs circling the hardened peaks.

Uma turned in his embrace, her eyes wide with a hunger that mirrored his own. Her hands found the hard lines of his chest, tracing the damp skin, her nails lightly raking his side as he dipped his head to kiss her. The water streamed over them, mixing with their open mouths, their gasps swallowed by the roar of the shower.

His hips pressed against hers, a low groan rumbling in his throat as she met his pressure, grinding against him with an intoxicating rhythm. He pulled back just enough, his gaze locked on hers, the unspoken question hanging in the steamy air. She answered with a fierce, almost desperate nod.

He lifted her, her legs wrapping instinctively around his waist. She braced one foot against the side of the tub, her back finding purchase against the cool, tiled wall. Then, with a practiced grace that sent a jolt of pleasure through her, Ed slid inside her.

“Oh, fuck!” Uma’s face screwed up, a gasp tearing from her as his cock filled her completely. Her tits bounced rhythmically as he began to thrust, a primal beat that reverberated through her entire being. “Oh, my God!” She threw her head back, water sluicing over her upturned face, mingling with the sweat that was starting to prickle her skin. “Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!” She shrieked, her climax echoing against the shower walls, a wild, unrestrained cry of pure, unadulterated pleasure. Ed held her tight, feeling her convulsions, his own release not far behind, a wave of ecstasy washing over them both in the steamy, confined space.

Then, with a sudden, primal urge, Uma bent over, bracing herself against the cool tile wall, her ass arching, presenting herself to him. Ed’s breath hitched in his throat. He understood, implicitly, what she wanted, what they both needed.