Marked In Steam - Sex Stories

Marked In Steam

... been together, one simple touch like that from you always sets things in motion. The same goes for the several times since we parted ways as a couple. It hasn't changed. Lately, each day and night has been like drifting through a fog, lights and voices trying to reach through each tendril that surrounds me. Much like the steam that surrounds us now, every breath and movement changes its path, its collisions. Your presence is like that to me; a force that can break through the cold chrysalis my heart has been encased in, turning the debris into pure heat and need that screams louder than everything else inside. The other parts of me, the ones that should make me leave or ask you why you showed up last night with some shallow clone of me, fall silent. I become all animal instinct here, ready to spring into motion, to claim and mark my territory. We collide with a sound akin to a slap. Your hair, left in tangled curls from the water, whips against my neck as we kiss. Hungry lips are raw and ignited, as they cover and crest over one another. Your entire body shivers against me as if your every cell brims with feverish anticipation as I grow harder from the slippery friction of your hand. My own hand trails lower now and I savor the surprised gasp you utter when my fingers part your smooth slit, trespass beyond lips, and delve deep within where you long for me the most right now. Even as the water rains down on us, I can still tell the difference between it and the heat that ...

... pulses inside you, quivers through your inner muscles as I begin to probe them. Our times together have swayed between soft and sweet (you even once confessed that I was the only person you ever felt like you were really making love with) to just furious bursts of taking one another. I burn for you either way, the fires just fan out and sweep over us with different speeds. In the end, we're torched with the same intensity. Everything feels raw this morning to me, basic and immediate. I just want to take you now, remind why you always come back to me. I spin you around and see how caught off guard you are, eyes awash in a mix of surprise and need. Then, a playful grin, because you know you're the only one who can summon this side of me, this ravenous animal that lies dormant until charged into life by your presence. A part of me hates that you can render me so untamed. Deep down, though, where my desire for you is inescapable, I still give in. Lose myself in you. You follow my cue and ready yourself, one hand against the wall, the other clutching the top of the shower door. I break into you, a singular thrust entirely filling you, sending shakes through both legs. My lip curls around your earlobe to whisper three words I've never said to anyone before. They still you, make your sex clench harder around me, the body speaking more than words have the capacity to at times. But you'll remember those words. You are mine. I want those words to sear into you, be a mark inside that only ...