Your Birthday
SS by Ing

*Mature Content

Justin stepped out of the shower and begin drying himself off. As she watched, unbeknownst to him. Thinking how she wanted her tongue to be the towel that thirstily drank the liquid droplets that cover his body. She ached for him today. This day. His birthday.

Slowly, she walked behind him. For a moment the music blaring in the background drowned out her steps and he heard nothing. That is until he felt her warm soft flesh against his back. "Brit" he managed to get out as he felt the hands that were running up and down his chest.

"It better be." she laughed

He could swear there was nothing between his back and her flesh, but maybe he was just imagining it or hoping for it. He didn't want to be wrong, though he doubted it, but maybe he was, but no, but maybe.

"What are you doing?" he asked casually. He felt her whole naked body against his back. Definitely no clothes in between.

She kissed the back of his neck and then his shoulders. "If you have to ask maybe I'm doing it wrong then." she teased as her hands wrapped around his waist and untied the towel he had wrapped around him. It fell around she moved her hands up toward his chest, not wanting to be too daring at first. She slid her fingers through his hair,"Did I tell you how sexy you looked with your hair like this?" she said as she grab his head, pulled back and to the side, and kiss your lips.

"Happy Birthday."

"Thank you" he reply, his voice sounding peculiar, because his head is cocked back so far and twisted so unnaturally. He looked into her eyes at a strange angle.

"No words,no thanks " she said, and kiss him again.

I don't know if we should do this," he said . "You have to admit we were never very good at hiding."

"Too bad. they gave us no choice," she said .

"Your right"he said as he turned

"That's why we have no choice then?" . she told him.

"'Then'? Why do you say 'Then'?" he asked looking at her confused.

"I mean 'then' as in, 'Since they gave us no coice, then that's why we have no choice?'" smirking at him.

"That's not quite grammatical, ."

"Neither is unselfish." she teased

"I know," he said laughing. "is that going to ever be forgotten."

"Nope." she said at least mine made sense with my train of though." she said as she reached up and kissed him.

They were both wanting...aching...desiring.

"God Brit I want you" he moaned.

"Ssssssshhhhhhhhh!" she whisper in his ear as her kisses covered him. With each kiss planted, she drank in--his soft clean hair, his hot skin, the petal of your ear against her mouth. They are both breathing hard and she could smell it--the urgent energy between them mixed with the freshness of the shower. They somehow begin moving in slow motion; becaues they knew, in spite of the surging energy, they had all the time in the world.

They sank to the tiled floor. A mass of bodies. They were both aching. Both yearning for more. Blindly, yearning, she moved her hands down his back, down, down, to his strong ass. He nuzzled his face into her neck and pushed her legs apart with his knee. She leaned backwards. He leaned forward. Suspended above her.It was dark only the dim light of the room. he was holding himself with one hand, as he stroked her, up and down, back and forth, in the warm place between her legs.

He was warm and hard inside of her. Hotter and bigger than she remembered. She almost laughed in triumph, yet instead moans of passion escape her lips. He was above her, pushing deeper and deeper, a desperate exploration ,pulsing inside of her. He screamed out as her nails dug into his ass.

"Your letting those things grow, their weapons now." he said trying to catch his breath.

"You won't be the only one to leave a mark now."

"I never was, you left your fair share."

"True" she said as he bit into her neck again and she moaned. I shake. His hips rise and fall. She lost herseelf in the throes of pleasure. It become pure sensation. Deeper... Pressing... Squeezing ...Weight against weight; inside against, filled, packed with outside. Her hips greeting his as he thrust into her, drawing her into the secret recesses of her body. Clasping me, pulling her closer and closer. Suddenly he is calling, calling after something that seems to be disappearing on the horizon; finally he called out desperately. Screaming my name. "BRITNEY!!"

That is the sound that interrupts the silence of the room.

Whispers of a scream; a name as softly as a pray.

It becomes my mantra. Over and over...until we reach the light together. You plunge faster and faster. Harder and harder until I am being filled by your hot cum. With every thrust you make now a jolt of electric energy is sent shooting up my spine, bursting into stars at the top of my head. On and on you push till I, myself, finally errupt from the inside out, shattering the air around us. Spasms rack our bodies. You cum. I cum We cum.

Our bodies glistening with sweat as we cling to each other afterwards. Utterly sated and totally exhausted. Both on this day, your day, your birthday

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