Tempest's touch

She threw open the café's door and ran out into the storm, her tears quickly hidden amongst the rain. He followed her into the downpour.

She made it half a block before he caught up. His hand closed round her cold arm pulling her to a stop. She couldn't hear what he said amongst the pounding rain and roaring winds.

“I can't!” She screamed, “How can I trust you? After what you did?”.

His reply was lost to her, nothing but disjointed sounds reached her.

She collapsed against his chest crying into his sodden shirt. His arms wrapped round her only to be pushed away. The second time she let him hold her as her body shook against him. His hand smoothed her hair as she cried.

Sliding his hand up to her face his fingers moved over her cold wet cheek to lift it. The wind stole his voice but she could see him mouth the words “I'm sorry.” His lips lowered to hers the taste of rain and tears coated them.

She wanted to pull away from him, but his arm surrounded her, and her body yearned for him. She had been awaiting his return, and while his confession turned her mind from him her body still desired him. Her lips opened to his, her hands slipped round his wet body. Rain pelted against her upturned face, battering closed eyelids.

Their tongues entwined. Visions of what he did came to her in violent flashes. She pushed herself away from him, “I can't.” Turning she wiped more tears from here eyes that were quickly replaced.

Fingers closed around her arm as he spun her back to him. His body pressed tightly against her, his hand grabbing her ass through sodden jeans. His other hand pulled her head against him. She wanted to pull free, her mind screamed at her body to move. Instead, her hands moved over the shirt that had plastered itself to his torso.

Thunder rolled overhead as he pushed her backwards into an alley, his hands pulling his shirt from his jeans. His long arm reached round her so his fingertip slipped between her legs rubbing at wet denim.

His mouth went to her neck, kissing wet skin as she moaned “no” into the alley, even if he could hear over the rain she was failing to even convince herself she wanted him to stop. Her hands pushed under clinging material to feel his slick skin beneath.

He grabbed her top peeling it from her soaked body. It squelched down into a puddle. Within seconds her bra was just two see through triangles edged in white, hard pink nipples tried to push through.

His mouth went to the thin wet covering, his tongue flicking at the hard nub beneath. She moaned as sparks of electricity flew from his tongue through her body. The small part of her that hated him for what he had done crumbled. The cold air pricked at her skin as the rain beat down on her, the heat between her legs built.

She squeezed out of her clawing jeans, pushing them down her legs. Through kicking and stamping she forced the jeans over her shoes. Her panties were as transparent as her bra, her thin strip of hair visible beneath the material.

Hungrily her fingers worked on his jeans, forcing them open to give her access to his member inside. Unsheathed it stood proud in the storm as rain dripped from its tip. He spun her round yanked down her panties. She stood bent over, her hands pressed against a brick, wet panties around her knees.

He pushed into her with a roughness born from lust. She felt a release of her own juices adding to the rain water on her thighs. Lightning flashes illuminated the alley and thunder rocked them as he thrust into her. His hand reached round delving between her legs. Thick fingers spreading her fleshy lips to find her throbbing bud inside.

She cried out as he slammed into her body, water flew from her ass to be lost amongst the downpour. With bulging rod inside her and fingers manipulating her pulsating clit the fire inside her built quickly despite the quenching rain. Every stroke of his fingers, every thrust of his cock, stoked the fire hotter. Her head drooped, forcing her shoulder-blades high, water ran down her spine splashing over her ass.

She could feel her body burning, a ball of red hot pleasure ready to ignite her. Lightning flared overhead and her cry was lost amongst the thunder as the orgasm escaped. Her skin felt singed as it raced beneath the surface, her heart pumped burning lava through her veins. Her body flushed pink. Her fluids, mixed with rain water, cascaded down her legs. Her arms and legs trembled with the power coursing through.

She moaned into the rain as her orgasm drained from her.

Inside her she felt him bulge before the jets of his seed fired deep inside her. She dropped to her knees in the icy water, unable to stand any more. She didn't know if she could forgive him, but her body already had.

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