We always have great sex. ALWAYS.
Sometimes it is short and sweet. Sometimes fast and intense. Sometimes long and experimental. Sometimes it is sweaty and purely physical. Sometimes it is heartfelt and has emotions connected to it that I can't even begin to articulate.
The wonderful thing about us is that it is always good, and we are always willing and eager partners. The worst of days can happen, but if we can just get our mouths to meet, it is all better. There is no talking that needs to occur. No asking. We never ask the other if it is okay, because it is always okay. It is always okay for our bodies to enjoy each other. When we have talked about ending our relationship when things have been rough, Steven always comes back to the fact that we could never be "just friends", and I am getting that. He is right. There is no way that we could have a relationship that didn't involve sex.
Last night we went to dinner, and then went to the hot tub place. Steven has concocted a "sex bag" complete with toys, lube, a camera, toiletries, etc. and I just love this.
We got a hot tub for an hour, and went in our room and stripped. Steven turned on some music, dimmed the lights, and joined me in the water.
Our lips immediately went for each other, and thus began a 40 minute, seriously great sex session.
You know how even though it is always good, sometimes it is just STUNNING? This was last night. STUNNING. I always know that it has been that way by how I feel afterwards. I have my sex stoned, big words are hard for me to pronounce, giddiness going on.
There is something about water that is sexy. It feels sexy. Limbs wrapped around each other in water feel sexy. I caved and decided that keeping my hair dry was pointless (this was a BIG step...I am a high maintenance kind of girl), and wet hair is sexy. The seamless way in which you can change positions while having sex in water is sexy.
Steven has this amazing gift of "deep sea diving" that sends shivers through my body...he gets me in just the right position, and holds his breath and proceeds to let his mouth do amazing things to my pussy. A little lube, my finger in his ass, and his cock in my mouth made for a delicious combo. Having my arms and legs wrapped around him while he moved in and out of me at the perfect tempo was ecstasy. I could not get enough, I wanted to feel every inch of him filling me up, and I was riding him with fervor.
He makes me feel pretty. Sexy. Desired. Hot. And when I feel that way, there is no hesitancy. No self consciousness. No holding back. If me leaning over the edge of the hot tub with my ass in the air is what he wants, he gets it. If he wants to lick every inch of me, great! If we want to slip, slide, and fling our connected bodies around in the water, you had better believe we will do it, and do it well.
We were all over each other with such intensity. Tons of eye contact, lots of kissing, biting, nibbling, sucking, and licking. It was ridiculously hot!
After countless mind blowing orgasms (the ones that sneak up on me are INSANE...being a control freak I like to have some control over "letting" myself let go, and when it just HAPPENS, holy shit!), I was ready for Steven to cum, and a GREAT song came on.
I had found this song when Steven and I were first together....Kings Of Leon: Sex On Fire.
And I really really really like it. So does Steven.
Lay where you're laying, don't make a sound
I know they're watching, they're watching
All the commotion, the kiddie like play
Has people talking, talking
You, your sex is on fire
SO...what happens next is almost surreal. Euphoric. Steven's thrusting increases, I am looking in his eyes and watching his perfect body doing perfect things with me. He gets this amazing intense look on his face pre-orgasm, and it melts my heart.
The dark of the alley, the breaking of day
The head while I'm driving, I'm driving
Soft lips are open, knuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying, you're dying
You, your sex is on fire
Consumed with what's to transpire
He says to me with authority that he wants to cum in my mouth. AND DON'T SWALLOW he tells me very seriously. Hmmmm....I am wondering what he is wanting to do...I have a suspicion, but I never know with Steve. For all I know he wants to hear me gargle it or something.
Hot as a fever, rattling bones
I could just taste it, taste it
If it's not forever, if it's just tonight
Oh, it's still the greatest, the greatest, the greatest
When it's time, he pulls out and stands up, where I surround his throbbing cock with my lips and allow my mouth to be filled. And like instructed, I DO NOT SWALLOW.
When he is done, he carefully removes his hard cock from me and brings his mouth to mine, where he carefully takes his cum from my mouth to his, lets it stay there a moment, and feeds it back to me.
You, your sex is on fire
And you, your sex is on fire
Consumed with what's to transpire
And you, your sex is on fire
Consumed with what's to transpire
SO-FUCKING-HOT-I-CAN-NOT-STOP-THINKING-ABOUT-THIS-I-WANT-TO-DO-THIS-AGAIN-AMAZINGNESS.
I swallowed and immediately kiss him.
Damn it I love him.
If that isn't SEX ON FIRE I am not sure what is.
