Haunted: DL's Story

The Altar Of The Rain God

She had her back toward us, lathering the shampoo in her hair, when we slipped into the shower with her. He slipped his arms around her waist and she leaned into his embrace, turning her head on his shoulder for his kiss. Then, eyes still closed, she turned to rinse the shampoo from her hair. He reached out to cup her breasts and she giggled and wriggled enticingly. He met my eyes and motioned with his head for me to make my presence known. I took a deep breath and reached out. When my shaking hands touched her satiny skin, her eyes flew open and her shocked gaze met mine. She looked at him and then back at me. He laughed. I kissed her. She kissed back. And I knew everything was going to be okay between us. We held and touched and explored, she and I, and his hands joined ours. It all became a blur, but I do vividly remember her hot, wet mouth enveloping my hardness as he claimed her from behind. As I washed all traces of his come from her body, I realized the hot water had run out. I hated seeing her covered with goosebumps. I quickly turned the water off and we toweled her dry before leading her to the fur covered bed.

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So sorry, I had promised a new chapter on Monday but ended up spending the day unable to access my computer. Next chapter will be longer---promise. And you'll get it on Monday---also a promise! Thank you Cade for the review. I appreciate the kind words. It was really difficult, being female and writing frome a male viewpoint. My beta, Stardreamer has the same problem in reverse with his story, "Passing." Male writing female.