25 | dirty little secret (18 )

                                    

                                          
smut incoming 😉

The day had been a whirlwind of emotions, ending with the entire station seeing the video of Tim and me sharing a kiss. Despite the embarrassment, there was a strange sense of relief that our feelings for each other were out in the open. Now, back in my apartment, we sought refuge in each other's company, trying to unwind from the day's events.
We were sitting on the couch, a cozy spot that Tim had practically claimed as his own since he'd been spending so much time here. We were watching some cooking series, the flickering TV casting a soft glow around the room. I was lying on his lap, my head resting comfortably against his thigh. Tim's hand idly played with my hair, his fingers weaving through the strands in a soothing rhythm.
The room was bathed in the warm light of several candles I had lit, their soft glow adding to the intimate atmosphere. I could feel my eyes growing heavy, the combination of the gentle television sounds and Tim's comforting presence lulling me toward sleep.
But just as I was about to drift off, I opened my eyes and found Tim staring down at me. His ocean-blue eyes were intense, filled with an emotion that made my heart race.
"Stop looking at me like that," he said, his voice low and his jaw clenched.
"Why, Tim?" I asked, my tone soft and seductive.
"You can feel it," he replied slowly, the words hanging heavy in the air.
Oh fuck, that wasn't something in his pocket, I thought to myself, feeling a rush of heat.
"Go take a shower with me," I asked, my voice carrying a gentle plea.
Tim rolled his eyes, a small smirk playing on his lips, but he stayed quiet. I stood up, taking his hand in mine, and led us to the bathroom. The anticipation thrummed between us like a live wire.
I slowly opened the door, the light from the hallway casting a soft glow as Tim flicked the switch, illuminating the bathroom. He stood in front of me, his eyes never leaving mine.
Taking a deep breath, I decided to make the first move. I began to undress, slowly peeling off my shirt to reveal the red lacy bra underneath. The look in Tim's eyes darkened, his breath hitching as he took in the sight.
"Oh fuck, Luce. You are fucking gorgeous," he murmured, his voice rough with desire.
My cheeks reddened at his words, but I continued, emboldened by the hunger in his gaze. I slipped off my pants, revealing matching red panties. Tim's reaction was immediate; he took a deep breath, stepping closer until his hands rested on my hips, his touch sending a shiver through me.
His fingers traced the edge of my panties, his touch light but electrifying. "You have no idea how long I've wanted this, without us fighting." he whispered, his breath hot against my skin.
I looked up at him, my own desire mirrored in his eyes. "Then don't wait any longer," I said softly, my voice trembling with anticipation.
Tim's eyes blazed with intensity as he leaned in, capturing my lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His hands roamed my body, exploring every curve, every inch of skin. The kiss deepened, growing more urgent, more desperate.
With a flick of his fingers, he unhooked my bra, letting it fall to the floor. His hands cupped my breasts, his thumbs brushing over my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through me. I moaned into his mouth, the sound swallowed by his hungry kisses.
I reached for his shirt, pulling it over his head, my fingers tracing the hard lines of his chest. He was all muscle and heat, his skin warm under my touch. I let my hands explore, reveling in the feel of him, the strength in his body.
Tim pulled back slightly, his eyes dark with need. "If it hurts too much tell me alright, Lucy?" he asked, his voice strained.
"Yes, Tim," I breathed, my body aching for his touch. "I've never been readier."
With that, he lifted me, his hands gripping my thighs as he carried me into the shower. He set me down gently, the cool tiles a stark contrast to the heat between us. He turned on the water, the spray quickly warming as it cascaded over our bodies.
We stood there for a moment, the water soaking us, heightening the anticipation. Tim's eyes roamed my body, his gaze almost reverent. "You're perfect," he murmured, his hands sliding over my wet skin.
I reached up, pulling him closer, our bodies pressing together. The water mingled with our kisses, making everything feel more intense, more urgent. Tim's hands explored every inch of me, his touch both gentle and demanding.
He knelt down, his lips trailing down my neck, over my collarbone, and finally to my breasts. His mouth closed over one nipple, sucking gently, his tongue flicking over the sensitive skin. I gasped, my hands tangling in his hair, holding him to me.
Tim's other hand slid down my body, his fingers slipping into my panties. He teased me, his fingers exploring, driving me wild with need. "Tim," I moaned, my voice shaky with desire.
He looked up at me, his eyes dark and intense. "I want to hear you say my name again," he said, his voice low and commanding.
"Tim," I repeated, the word a plea, a surrender.
He stood up, his hands gripping my hips as he pulled my panties down, letting them fall to the floor. He lifted me again, pressing me against the shower wall, his body hard and ready against mine.
"I've wanted you for so long," he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear. "I need you, Luce."
"I need you too, Tim," I replied, my voice breathless with anticipation.
He kissed me again, deeply, passionately, and then he was inside me, filling me completely. We moved together, the water cascading over us, our bodies slick and entwined. The intensity of our connection, the depth of our desire, made everything else fade away.
Tim's hands held me tightly, his thrusts deep and steady, each one bringing me closer to the edge. "You feel so good," he groaned, his breath hot against my neck.
"Tim, I'm so close," I gasped, my nails digging into his shoulders.
"Come for me, Luce," he urged, his voice rough with need.
With a final thrust, I shattered, my orgasm crashing over me in waves. Tim followed moments later, his body tensing as he found his release. We clung to each other, our breaths mingling, our hearts pounding in unison.
As the water cooled, we slowly disentangled, the intensity of the moment leaving us both breathless. Tim turned off the shower and wrapped us in a towel, pulling me close. We stood there, holding each other, the reality of what had just happened sinking in.
"You're my little dirty secret." Tim said as he kissed my lips once again. 
THE END❤️
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