What I Want, My Desires

I stared at him perplexed, occasionally distracted by his rock hard chest as he took off his shirt completely.

 "Turn around, I'll help you out of that dress" His voice had become rougher around the edges

 I turned around, letting him skillfully get me out of the hundred year old dress that could easily pass off as a chain.

My breath hitched as the dress polled around my legs leaving me only in my cotton underwear.

I instinctively crossed my hands over my chest to cover my exposed breast.

 "I won't do anything you don't want Angel" He said " I just want to wash you. I know today has been a lot for you, let me take care of you"

 The memories of my own words begging for strong hands to wash me without feeling shame but desire resurfaced in my mind. I nodded, too shy to speak.

 He took my hand and led me into the bathroom, it was magnificent, all marble and glass, with a massive walk in shower area that could fit ten people.

 Herman turned the water on, testing the temperature until steam began to rise then he stepped into the shower with me.

I involuntarily moaned as my muscles relaxed under the soothing spray of warm water

Herman picked up a bottle a luxurious body wash and sprayed it evenly between his palm.

The wash smelled like strawberry, my favourite scent.

 His hands glided over my shoulder first then down my arms, every stroke was slow and intentional as if he was memorising the feel of my skin.

 "You have no idea how long I've wanted this" He said quietly, voice laced with suppressed need "Reading your letters... knowing you were touching yourself while thinking of being taken care of.... it drove me insane"

I sighed as his soapy hands moved across my collarbone then lower, cupping my breaststroke with gentle pressure. My nipples tightened painfully under his touch.

 "Herman..." I could not recognise my own high pitched voice

My breath quickened as he continued downward, washing my stomach, my hips, the curve of my waist

 "Tell me if you want me to stop" His hands paused just bellow my belly button

"Don't stop, don't fucking stopppppp" I said too quickly.

"Tell me what you want " He pressed into me and I could feel his hardness press into my back

 His promise to make me feel so good in those letters made the ache between my legs stronger than my hesitation.

 "Please touch me Herman, fucking touch me" I whispered

 A low growl escaped him as he sank to his knees in front of me. He lifted me so easily and put me on his shoulders. Despite my back being against the wall, I grabbed a handful of his hair for extra support.

 The first lick was slow, my legs closed shut trapping his head between them but he held my hips steady and licked again

 He sucked gently then firmer, sending me into a shock wave then two fingers pushed inside me. Curling inside to stroke that sensitive spot while his mouth continued it's relentless worship.

 Pleasure built fast and blinding, my hips rocked against his face shamelessly as the warm water rained down on both of us, Herman groaned against me, the vibra.