Bathtub?

A/N:My sister finished this story for my birthday! Yay! So a big thank you goes out to LilyRose for completing this finally!! I Silk came up with this story but LilyRose was able to write it! :D Thanks again sis!

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BATHTUB?

Chapter 8

Gerard pulled Jera up into a standing position. Stepping out from under the falling water, he stood looking on at Jera. He ran his palms down her wet arms then leant forward and tasted himself on her lips. Still attempting to get closer, Gerard backed Jera up against the end of the shower wall. Jera’s hands slipped around to caress the hair at the base of Gerard’s neck. Gerard’s hands fell to rest on Jera’s hips, then he let one fall lower and reached between her legs. She gasped against his strong kisses as he slowly inserted a finger, then two. She was wet, and not just from the bath.

Frank groaned as the doorknob to the front door pressed into his back. Kayla’s hands wrestled with the lock to get the door open while Frank’s hands had their own wrestling match with Kayla’s bra clasp. The bra fell to the floor just as Kayla was able to swing the door open. Mouths still linked, they made their way out into the dark, rain drenched world toward the car. Frank pushed Kayla down onto the front hood. He pulled down Kayla’s panties and quickly rid himself of his boxers. He was on her in an instant. Not bothering with any other preparation, he pushed himself deep inside her. The wind began to pick up, causing a chill to run between their burning bodies. Frank lifted Kayla’s hands above her head where she quickly grabbed a hold of the windshield wipers.

Gerard worked three fingers in and out of her as he sucked on her collar bone. Jera looked around for something more to steady herself. She glanced up and grasped onto the towel bar on the tiled wall. She held tight as Gerard positioned himself and thrust into her. Her screams of pleasure drowned out only by the first crack of thunder.

Kayla was so close to coming it hurt. She cried out in frustration as Frank sensed this and slowed his rhythm. Her eyes were squeezed shut to keep out the rain. She gripped the windshield wipers more tightly as she arched her back and lifted her hips in time with his.

Gerard first moved Jera’s legs to the edges of the bathtub to get a better angle before she used her handle on the towel bar to lift her legs up and secure them over his hips. He pushed himself deeper and deeper as she tightened her legs around his waist. Soon they both hit their climaxes together as another clap of thunder rumbled throughout the house. Gerard gently pulled out and allowed Jera to regain her bearings on her feet.

Kayla squeezed her grip on the wipers as she came, and in turn, she clamped hard around Frank’s member, pulling him over the edge with her. They kissed fiercely as a bolt of lightning struck the large tree by the driveway. Kayla screamed at the deafening crack as the base of the tree snapped and began to fall towards them.

Jera stepped out of the bathtub and went to grab a towel from the counter while Gerard finished rinsing off in the cooled water.

The tree seemed to move in slow motion as it fell. However, it wasn’t slow enough. Not having enough time to react. Frank and Kayla were crushed between the trunk of the tree and the hood of the car. The long, thick branches caught the side of an electricity pole and knocked it toward the house.

Jera whipped around as she heard the bathroom window break. The electricity pole crashed through the window and a broken wire began to flail. The wire fell to the water in the tub. Gerard screamed in agony as he was electrocuted and fell facedown into the bath with a splash. Jera cried out in horror as she clutched her towel around herself in the corner of the bathroom.

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Epilogue

“Hey Stacy!” A young boy called across a small coffee shop.

“Hey Carl, what’s up?” She asked as he pulled up a chair to her table and sat next to her other friend.

“Did you guys hear about what happed during the storm last week?”

The two girls looked at each other and shrugged, “Power outages? Home damage? What else is new?”

Carl smirked, “Three people died. It could have been four, but one girl got lucky.” Carl seemed a little put out by the disappointingly small number held smaller by one person.

The girls gasped, “How?” The other girl asked.

Carl was glad to reveal new information. “Well, the first two, a guy and a girl. They were crushed by a tree that fell on them. While they were having sex! On a car!”

“What? No way.” Stacy said unbelievingly.

“No, it’s true. And the third was a guy that got electrocuted. Right after he had sex,” He shoved a newspaper at her across the table opened to the obituaries. “In a bathtub.”

Stacy’s eyes were wide, “…bathtub?”