A Pitch Black Fantasy

My hands dragged slowly downover his abs, dipping lightly into the
ridged muscles...as i lick slowly up to his earlobe...he moans, a deep growl..of pleasure teasingly avoiding that area that begs for touch...and slide down over his muscular thighs, bunched up from the strain of holding back...i nibble lightly on his earlobe, eliciting another growl..the muscles on his forearms are straining as they grip the sides of
the jacuzzi..i dip my head beneath his chin, licking my way over his throat to
his other earlobe...i slide my hands up and around to his lower back...

he arches his back obligingly...so i flatten my hands on either side of his indented spine...
pressing against the muscles of his back

i drag my lips up from his earlobe and over his cheek towards his
lips..he tilts his head toward mine...his arm moves as if to let go of the tub, so i move away slightly, punishing him...

he moans a protest gripping the side of the tub with renewed
determination...

my hands move against the smooth skin of his back, stroking it in
the water...

my lips brush teasingly over his parted mouth, and he sighs in
relief, moving his head to capture my lips...

i bite his lips gently in retribution and move my hands around to
his sides, gliding them up and down...

his thighs squeeze together pinning me in place..with a swift pantherlike move, he lets go of the tub and spins us
around, reversing our positions...
pressing me back against the hard plastic with his chest...his hands press against each side of my face, holding my mouth
firmly in place...as his lips open over mine...he holds my head in place as his lips and tongue ravage my mouth,
mimicking what is to follow shortly...his hands leave my face and trail slowly down my neck and over my
shoulders...my hands grip his wet shoulders, slipping down his back, nails
dragging over the deep indentation of his spine...he rocks his pelvis over mine...

as his hands move down...down...down my sides to my hips...his lips slide down over my throat...

as his hands firmly grasp my hips...my hands lose their grip on his back and slide down, ...

finally coming to rest on the taut muscles of his backside...i dig my fingernails into his ass to anchor myself...he drags it against me...as he gently bites the side of my neck...

i moan, sliding my hands back up his spine to his shoulders...he arches, his broad muscular chest pressed against mine...his hips pressing down...the water moves around us, caressingly...i grip his shoulders as with one long slow glide...he presses inside...

"is it too much?" he growls into my ear as i wrap my legs around
his waist...i can't respond, too busy trying to catch my breath at the
overwhelming sensation of him...

he begins thrusting into me as the water sloshes around us...i expode almost immediately as he stops my scream of ecstasy from
escaping by covering my mouth with his own...he doesn't stop moving, driving me even crazier with his thrusts...he begins to move faster...faster...his breath is rasping in my ear as he pants and moans...my hands slide off his shoulders, losing their grip as sweat and
water mingle...i grasp his biceps as he moves faster...his hands are gripping my hips almost bruisingly...with a final thrust he buries himself as deep as he can as i
scream... "Hello, Mecca!"