End
"Tommy!" Kimberly squeaked as she opened the door and found the Green Ranger standing on her doorstep. "You're early."
"Actually, I'm right on time for a change," Tommy pointed out, grinning with amusement, noticing that the Pink Ranger was still in her practice clothes and was hardly ready for their date.
Kim glanced at her watch. "Ohmigosh! I didn't realize...!" she began flusteredly. "Um ... why don't you come on in. I'll grab a quick shower.... I'll hurry; I promise."
"Take it easy; it's no big deal if we don't make the movie," Tommy said, but he wasn't sure if she had heard him or not; she had already scampered down the hall to the bathroom. As he flopped down on the sofa to wait, he heard the water of the shower come to life, and just thinking about Kim naked and wet ... water beading on her petite curves ... her hands caressing her soft, silky skin as she soaped herself up ... had a very profound impact on his hormones. It wasn't a spike, just his usual reaction to his girlfriend. Although, they'd made love on more than a few occasions without either of them being on a 'trip'....
_I really shouldn't. Mrs. Hart could come home at any minute,_ he chided himself; however, he was already halfway down the hall, stripping off his shirt.
Kim was trying to rush through her shower, but the water felt so delicious on her aching muscles, and, as usual, thoughts of her boyfriend popped unbidden into her mind. She loved to fantasize that Tommy's hands were roaming her body as she sudsed herself up. She often thought it'd be a lot of fun to shower with him. The thought of running her hands all over his lean, muscular body had delightful shivers racing up and down her spine. And the tingle radiating out from the center of her sex....
_I wonder if Tommy wouldn't mind skipping the movie and finding some place to get cozy and naked._
No, it wasn't a Power-related hormone build-up, just her natural feelings for the gorgeous hunk of man she was dating. There had been times when Kim resented the dictates of the Power side-effects, but she was grateful for the fact that it stripped away false pretenses between her and Tommy. She could admit to and act on her sexual attraction to the dark-eyed Green Ranger and not have to deny herself to keep up the image of being a 'nice girl.'
_Nice girls get horny, too!_
"Need some help washing your back?"
"Tommy!" Kim yelped for the second time in less than ten minutes, jumping and turning towards the curtain and the sound of his voice. Her arms automatically (if unnecessarily) pressed close against her chest to modestly shield herself. She found Tommy peering over the curtain rod, smiling. He stood on the edge of the tub, and judging by the way the plasticized drape jutted towards her, he was already undressed.
"Tommy," she scolded, having regained her wits, her hands sliding down to rest authoritatively on her hips. "We're already going to be late...."
"... so what's a little longer?"
"My mom...."
"... Isn't home yet."
Those incredible eyes of his softened in supplication, and Kim had no defense for the devastating combination of soulful gaze and heart-melting smile.
"Get in here," she surrendered with a touch of a hungry growl in her tone. Tommy happily complied, and Kim's breath caught in her throat as it always did whenever she saw Tommy nude.
The two basked in the heated spray and the warmth of each other's appreciative gaze. Finally, Tommy spoke.
"You are just so incredible," he murmured huskily as his hand slid down Kim's shoulders and arms only to slowly glide up the flat of her stomach and lightly curve over her heaving bosom. He never tired of seeing her in all her natural glory; it made him realize anew what a lucky man he was. His words made Kim look away demurely, a blush dusting her cheeks. He couldn't explain why, but it thrilled him to no end when she reacted to his words like that. Perhaps because it meant that they stirred something within her. Tommy reached up to gently cup Kim's face, tilting it so that she looked him in the eyes.
Kim stood on tiptoe to meet Tommy halfway as he leaned in to kiss her. What she wouldn't give to be a half a foot taller! Though Tommy never complained. Then, all idle thoughts melted before the heat of that tender exchange, as Tommy's mouth moved across hers, his tongue slowly probing past her lips and teeth to sensuously caress her own oral organ. His strong hands trailed down her body to press her close, drawing her deeper into his embrace. Kim felt tremors coursing through her, and she didn't care if she never breathed again. She wanted that exquisite kiss to go on forever; she whimpered with disappointment when it didn't.
"I thought I was supposed to be washing your back," Tommy teased gently as he reached for the bottle of liquid soap.
"Awww," Kim pouted. Tommy merely smiled as he squirted the pearly white liquid into his palms and worked up a lather.
"Trust me; you'll like this just as much."
Tommy had Kim turn so her back was to him. For a moment, he simply looked at her. She had pinned her hair up, so it was off her neck, giving him an unobstructed view of her back all the way down to the sweet tush. He sighed with appreciation and longing. Then, he laid his soapy hands on her shoulders, kneading them gently. His thumbs massaged the center of her neck at the base of her skull.
Kim all but purred as Tommy's strong fingers rubbed every bit of tension out of her body and softly caressed her skin until she felt as if every nerve ending in her had been awakened by his sensual touch. She knew that Tommy was capable of great delicacy of touch but never had she experienced it so thoroughly. As his hands slid lower along her spine, fanning out to encompass the rest of her back, Kim felt her knees becoming weak, and she braced herself against the shower wall to keep from falling over.
The Green Ranger stepped back to observe his handiwork before venturing further south. He splashed a bit of water onto his girlfriend's shapely shoulders, and delighted in the way the frothy bubbles sluiced down the curve of her back and leisurely trickled down the rounded swell of her bottom. Unable to hold back any longer, he drew his hands down Kim's backbone; this time, Tommy didn't stop at her waist. It was his turn to purr as he glossed his hands over those tempting cheeks, and he crouched down so that he could see and reach those peaches-n-cream globes even better.
"Ohhh," Kim sighed, her head canting back and her pleasure bursting forth from her throat in a husky moan. She always loved it when Tommy stroked her behind, but this was beyond incredible. She leaned forward, pressing against the tiled wall with her hands, thrusting her bottom towards her lover needfully. However, Tommy's cleansing massage had traveled lower, thoroughly bathing her legs --even to the point of lifting and washing the soles of her feet.
Kim was panting breathlessly, trying with all her might not to melt into a puddle of simmering hormones. Basking in the unexpectedly erotic laving, she was aware that Tommy had stood up. She could feel his proximity. Before she could push herself back against him, his hands threaded around her waist, and he pulled her close.
The Pink Ranger's soapy body slipped and slid across his in an enticing, sensuous caress, and it was Tommy's turn to moan. Dimly, he realized that he was all but supporting Kim's weight. He grinned; he had never seen her so relaxed and so aroused at the same time. The way her body rubbed against his.... Not only was she thoroughly sudsing him up, she was turning him on. His erection throbbed happily against the valley between her cheeks, and it was all Tommy could do to keep from taking her then and there. Instead, he nuzzled his face against the side of her neck, adjusting so that his lips brushed the delicate shell of her ear.
"Want me to wash the front, too?"
Tommy's words exploded in a hot breath across Kim's flesh that had her quivering in sheer delight. She leaned back into him even deeper, thrilling to the feel of his hard, muscular chest pressed against her and his equally firm manhood taunting her nether regions. It was so difficult not to just spread her legs and beg him to take her. She wanted more of his delicious, delicate touch.
"Please!" she invited eagerly.
At Kim's needy insistence, Tommy smoothed his soapy palms up her belly. He felt her trembling increase as his hands neared her perky breasts, and she sighed exquisitely as he filled his grasp with her enticing mounds. He patiently lathered the pliant globes, savoring their softness as he gently squeezed and explored. Kim's moans echoed up from deep in her throat, and he hadn't even touched her nipples yet, except in the most general sense, as he passed a hand over those bouncing swells.
Kim sucked in a sharp breath when Tommy's fingers at last closed in on her need-hardened buds. His firm-yet-gentle pinch had sexual electricity shooting straight from her erect points to the center of her womanhood. Her teammate and lover excited her taut knots to a throbbing fever pitch; the longer he stroked and fondled the rosy nubs, the faster Kim's entire body raced towards a fiery explosion. The ache in her sex was nigh all-consuming. Then, wonderfully, Tommy sent a hand skimming south, his fingers combing through her wet curls. Her body tensed, anticipating his touch on her swollen, tender netherlips, and she cried out with sweet relief as his fingers found and caressed her needy clit.
"Please!" Kim cried out, her hips grinding against his right hand even as Tommy's left continued to massage her breasts. He had reached the same pinnacle of desire. He loosened his hold on Kim, ostensibly to turn her around, but she beat him to it. And, as gentle as his soapy caresses had been, so hungry were their kisses. It seemed as if neither could kiss the other deep enough or press their bodies close enough together.
In the heat of the moment, Kim found herself pressed against the tiled wall. She flung her arms around Tommy's neck and held on tight as they devoured each other's mouths. Instead of bending to meet her, Tommy lifted her up, holding her by the waist. Instinctively, Kim wrapped her powerful, gymnast's legs about his mid-section, and the Green Ranger filled his hands with her asscheeks, supporting her more fully.
"Take me, Tommy!" she rasped, as his mouth trailed along the side of her neck in a series of heated nips and nibbles.
She needn't have asked. He was as hard as she was wet, and it only took a slight shifting of her weight for him to sheathe his cock deep into her tight pussy.
"Yes!" they chorused rawly as primal need took over. Kim's fingers and heels dug into Tommy's back as he relentlessly pistoned her hot cunt. The two traded ravenous kisses as they rocked together under the spray that had long since grown cold --not that either of them had noticed.
"T-Tommy...." Kim stammered as her muscles coiled in preparation for the fiery release building in her veins. His mouth locked onto hers, and she screamed her ecstasy into his oral cavern as her orgasm overwhelmed her. The force was such that she bucked and thrashed against Tommy; it was all he could do to hold onto her!
Then, his own sexual eruption claimed him, and it was his turn to shout out his ecstatic cries into her mouth even as his hips drilled his cock deeper into her spasming cunt, filling her with his come.
Slowly, the pair came down from their orgasmic heights. Once again, their kisses became the tender press of lip against lip, their embrace a warm hug and their touches the gentlest of caresses. Tommy set Kim down, and the exhausted pair of lovers sank to the bottom of the tub where they cuddled, cooed and laughed softly. At last it registered that the water was freezing, and Kim turned the spigots off.
"Mmm, that was nice," Kim sighed, snuggling deeper into Tommy's arms.
"A lot more fun than a movie," he agreed.
"I'm not sure I can move out of the bathtub."
"I'm not sure I want to --except maybe to move someplace more comfortable, like your bed?"
"Sounds good to me."
Tommy helped Kim to her feet then suddenly scooped her into his arms like a groom carrying a bride over the threshold. Kim squealed with delight, which was smothered by Tommy's mouth.
Then, the two heard a sound that all but made their hearts stop.
"Kim, Honey, I'm home," Mrs. Hart called from beyond the bathroom door as she knocked.
The two lovers traded terrified glances.
"By the way, where's Tommy? Isn't that his car in the driveway...?"