I broke the kiss and turned to take a bar of soap from the dish attached to the wall. I rubbed it between my palms, bringing the translucent bar into a rich, fresh-smelling lather. I touched it to his chest and ran it along his body, wanting to nurture him in a way that I had never done for anyone else. When I finished and placed the soap back in its dish, Noah stepped forward again and captured my mouth with his.
He lowered himself to his knees in the several inches of water that had gathered in the bottom of the tub and used his hands on my hips and the pressure of his mouth to guide me down with him. As we nearly reached the bottom of the tub, he turned me so that I settled between his legs and rested back to lie on his chest. I tucked my head back against him and he leaned down to touch a kiss to my cheekbone. Wanting to feel more of his skin, I rested my hands on his thighs on either side of me and ran them down to his knees and then back up to his hips. Noah reciprocated by resting his hands on the front of my shoulders and easing them down so that the tips of his fingers brushed the swells of my breasts. He moved them down to cover both with his palms and knead into my soft flesh.
I turned my head and pressed a trail of kisses along the side of his neck, occasionally allowing the tip of my tongue to glaze across his skin. Noah continued drawing his hands down my body, feeling the soft wetness of my skin beneath his palms. They glided smoothly and easily, promising me deeper and more luscious indulgence. His fingertips touched the valley between my hipbones and I felt my belly tremble. I parted my legs slightly and his fingers dipped lower, slipping across my tight pearl. I gasped and Noah ran his fingers lower. I was already hot and open, my body becoming wetter with each second that he touched me. He gathered some of my hot fluids and brought it to my clit, concentrating his attention in small circles that left me gasping and clutching at his thighs with my fingers, trying to hold onto my control and keep the experience going.
The writhing of my body caused my back to rub against his hardened cock, stimulating it even further until it felt harder, only pushing me further into my nearly overwhelming arousal. His hand slipped through my delicate folds, coaxing me forward, and I grabbed his wrist to still his hand.
"Is something wrong?" he whispered.
I shook my head.
"No," I said, barely able to catch my breath enough to speak. "I just don't want it to be over yet."
Noah smiled and leaned down to kiss the curve of my shoulder.
"It won't be," he said softly, drawing his lips up the side of my neck to nibble lightly on my earlobe. "I promise."
For a few moments, we lay still in the water, allowing the hot stream to rain down on us. We were silent as if lost in our own thoughts of what was happening. I reached forward and turned off the shower, then pulled the stopper out of the drain. The water began to slip away, and the more that disappeared, the higher my anticipation crept.
I stood and carefully stepped out of the tub onto the soft bathmat. I reached for one of the towels stacked on a wooden shelf along the wall. Noah followed close behind me and I drew in a breath as he stepped past me toward the towels, letting his body brush against mine. Now dry, I dropped my towel to the floor and took the one out of Noah's hand. I dried his shoulders and moved the towel down each arm. As I reached his hands I turned each over in mine, carefully drying along his fingers and kissing the center of his palm.
I could feel his breath becoming shallower and his heartbeat against his chest as I ran the towel across it, drying the droplets that clung to his skin. His erection was pressing toward me as I dried his hips and I couldn't pull my eyes away from it as I slowly lowered myself to my knees to dry his thighs. My heart was drumming so hard in my chest that I could feel it in my throat as I dried down to his ankles and along his feet before coming up and focusing my attention on the thick, beautiful cock that seemed to be waiting for me. I heard Noah draw in a breath.
I touched a kiss to his belly and nuzzled my nose into the trail of thick, coarse hair that ran from his navel down to the apex of his thighs. The lightly sweet smell, clean of the soap I had used to wash him mixed with the unmistakable scent of his skin. Noah's hand touched the back of my head, his fingers lightly combing through my hair. It wasn't a demand, but I craved what the touch suggested just as much as I knew he did. I rested the towel to the floor and ran my hand up the back of his leg to hold the backs of his thighs, stabilizing myself while also drawing closer to him. I stroked along his length with my fingertips, starting at the base and traveling up until they reached the engorged, shining head. A droplet of crystalline fluid had gathered there and I couldn't resist touching it. It gathered on my fingertips and I massaged it into his skin. The soft groan that escaped his lips made my desire even more intense and I rested his thick shaft on my palm, wrapping my fingers around it to hold it firmly. I glided my hand along it in long, firm strokes and my mouth watered.
I let my tongue touch the base of his erection and drew it up along the bottom to the tip, swirling it around the head before tracing the same path back down. I looked up, expecting to see Noah with his eyes closed or his head thrown back as he lost himself in the attention that I was giving him. Instead, he was gazing down at me, watching me softly and intently. It made him seem fully engaged in me and the connection that was building between us rather than just the pleasure that I was giving him. I opened my mouth and took his cock in until I couldn’t accommodate more, then grasped the base and withdrew it slowly.
Noah cradled the base of my head with one hand and I allowed the gentle support to guide me into the smooth rhythm that he desired. The tip of his erection touched my throat and he let out a grunt, tightening his grip on my head so that I pulled my mouth away from him.
"Now you're the one who needs to stop," he said breathlessly.
My body stroked his as I rose to my feet and the tips of our noses touched. Noah nuzzled mine and I ran my tongue along his lips. Beside us, our hands met and our fingers intertwined. Our breath mingled and I looked into his eyes, waiting for him to guide me further, to show me what incredible discovery he could introduce me to. Noah released one of my hands and led me out of the bathroom and into the room that had been mine for several weeks now. I relished the private world that I knew we were sharing without any other guests so that I could indulge completely in Noah.
Noah stepped up behind me and molded his body to mine, making me feel enveloped by him and I melted into the warmth of his skin. He took my hips into his hands and turned me in them so that I wrapped my arms around his neck, catching his lips with mine. Our mouths opened and we explored each other, becoming more passionate with each passing moment. I felt Noah walking backwards, drawing me toward my pristinely made bed. I gasped as he pulled away from the kiss and turned me so that he could lay me down.