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::small recap::
Gerard moaned into the kiss, but it was soon forced into a rough groan as Jera reached her hand around to cup the front of Gerard’s boxers. She began to rub at a steady rhythm as he moved his lips back to her neck…
*Ch.5*
…and whispered “What are you doing to me?”.
She replied with, “I want you to enjoy this bath also.” She increased the pressure of her hand over the wet fabric of his boxers in front of his quickly hardening member.
“Ohh, I…how can this be that you’re, and I’m…” he got cut off with her lips silencing him with a quick kiss.
“Gerard your thinking too much, you’re the one who needs to relax now.” She smiled at him, and he couldn’t believe it, he was definitely falling in love with this girl, so he smiled back.
Jera wanted to feel more of him without his boxers in the way, so she used both of her hands to tug down his boxers as much as she could. Gerard got the hint of her wanting them off and he removed them and threw his boxers sloppily across the bathroom. The boxers flew across the bathroom hit the wall sliding down it to a heap on the floor.
Just as the two had gotten into another rather heated kiss, Gerard pulled away and proceeded to stand up in the tub. The kiss had left Jera panting, but why did Gerard get up? Had they gone too far too soon? Was he regretting it? And the most important question on Jera’s mind; was he going to leave?
Gerard then turned so his back was facing her, which wasn’t all that bad of a view, but it was hard to enjoy. Jera cast her eyes downward as she was sure he was turning to leave. However, all her doubts had been washed away with Gerard’s next action. Gerard had leant down to turn on the faucet for the above shower head.
The large shower head made the water fall like rain onto Gerard’s body as he straightened himself into a taller stance. Gerard’s hair was growing steadily more and more wet. The drops of water seemed to fall in slow motion as Gerard reached his hands up to run his fingers through his darkening locks. Jera noticed how the muscles in Gerard’s back flexed as he moved his arms. He pushed his hair back and tilted his face into the pouring water. He exhaled as he turned back to Jera, his hands slowly making their way down his body. The water formed small beads that began to travel down over his chest and past his stomach.
Gerard’s hands slowly started to slide their way down over his front side. His eyes were closed as his head tilted back into the water. Jera moved to arrange the remaining bubbles closer around her body; she suddenly felt very exposed. She didn’t want to look directly at him so she kept her eyes down. That was until she heard a soft moan come from above her. She glanced back up at Gerard, only to find him gently stroking himself under the cascading water, his head thrown back and lips slightly parted with a low growl. It was perhaps the most erotic thing Jera had ever seen.
Gerard moaned into the kiss, but it was soon forced into a rough groan as Jera reached her hand around to cup the front of Gerard’s boxers. She began to rub at a steady rhythm as he moved his lips back to her neck…
*Ch.5*
…and whispered “What are you doing to me?”.
She replied with, “I want you to enjoy this bath also.” She increased the pressure of her hand over the wet fabric of his boxers in front of his quickly hardening member.
“Ohh, I…how can this be that you’re, and I’m…” he got cut off with her lips silencing him with a quick kiss.
“Gerard your thinking too much, you’re the one who needs to relax now.” She smiled at him, and he couldn’t believe it, he was definitely falling in love with this girl, so he smiled back.
Jera wanted to feel more of him without his boxers in the way, so she used both of her hands to tug down his boxers as much as she could. Gerard got the hint of her wanting them off and he removed them and threw his boxers sloppily across the bathroom. The boxers flew across the bathroom hit the wall sliding down it to a heap on the floor.
Just as the two had gotten into another rather heated kiss, Gerard pulled away and proceeded to stand up in the tub. The kiss had left Jera panting, but why did Gerard get up? Had they gone too far too soon? Was he regretting it? And the most important question on Jera’s mind; was he going to leave?
Gerard then turned so his back was facing her, which wasn’t all that bad of a view, but it was hard to enjoy. Jera cast her eyes downward as she was sure he was turning to leave. However, all her doubts had been washed away with Gerard’s next action. Gerard had leant down to turn on the faucet for the above shower head.
The large shower head made the water fall like rain onto Gerard’s body as he straightened himself into a taller stance. Gerard’s hair was growing steadily more and more wet. The drops of water seemed to fall in slow motion as Gerard reached his hands up to run his fingers through his darkening locks. Jera noticed how the muscles in Gerard’s back flexed as he moved his arms. He pushed his hair back and tilted his face into the pouring water. He exhaled as he turned back to Jera, his hands slowly making their way down his body. The water formed small beads that began to travel down over his chest and past his stomach.
Gerard’s hands slowly started to slide their way down over his front side. His eyes were closed as his head tilted back into the water. Jera moved to arrange the remaining bubbles closer around her body; she suddenly felt very exposed. She didn’t want to look directly at him so she kept her eyes down. That was until she heard a soft moan come from above her. She glanced back up at Gerard, only to find him gently stroking himself under the cascading water, his head thrown back and lips slightly parted with a low growl. It was perhaps the most erotic thing Jera had ever seen.
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