Johnny Depp ONE SHOTS

Steamy

A puff of warm air touched my face as I slowly opened the bathroom door, careful not to make any noise. I heard the water rushing against the tiles, bouncing about as Johnny presumably moved to wash himself. When I slid the shower curtain back he was facing the stream, rubbing soap on his chest. I gingerly put my foot into the tub, then steadied myself against the shower wall as I crept up behind him. His body jerked as my fingertips touched his hips, walking around to his stomach. He didn't even turn his head to look at me, just murmured, "Well, hello." I pressed my mouth to the wet skin between his shoulder blades, kissing it gently while my hands blindly moved for his member. One palm went to the bottom of his shaft as the other reached for his balls. He moaned when I started stroking, putting his forearm up on the wall, other hand gripping the curtain rod. "Careful now," I said playfully. "I don't need a shower curtain crashing down on me." He chuckled and loosened his grip on the metal bar, then shifted so his side rested against the tile. A hand came around to rub my ass and push me into him as I continued to jerk him off, moving a bit quicker. He squeezed my cheek and moaned before he started to turn in my embrace. I reluctantly dropped him. When he turned around his hair fell into his eyes, water dripping off it. Other droplets cascaded down the hair that formed his chin strap to his chest, the stream directing at me when he dipped his head to kiss me. "You were hard awful quick," I spoke against his lips. "Well, if you'd gotten in here a minute later you would've caught me doing what your hands were just doing," he said. "I was just thinking about last night." We'd had sex for the first time the night before. I called the memories up in my head and my stomach clenched. The way the glow of the streetlight filtered into my bedroom window onto his bare back as his hips rolled into mine, dick driving deep while he whispered in my ear....I shivered despite the warmth of the water. "Mmm, john, you could've just asked me to come in here and help you out..." He chuckled and turned us so my back was to the wall. "You can help me out," he said. The thickness of his member the head pressed against my stomach. He slapped my thigh and said, "Pick up." I did as he asked and he jerked my leg around his hip, a slight bend in his knee as he situated his cock into the folds between my legs. He held it steady as he slowly pressed inside me. Once the head was gone he moved his hand to strum my clit. I rolled my body towards him, driving his cock in deeper, quicker. "Shhhit," he groaned, pulling out before diving back in. The water fell on our legs as he continued to fuck me slowly, cheek next to mine. "Think you can do that thing you did for me last night again?" he whispered in my ear. "That was just, so hot." I curled my fingers around a lock of his hair towards the back of his head before tugging on it so his neck whipped back. "You bet your ass I can." He smiled and I let his head go. He scooped me up, still buried in me, and stepped out of the shower. He held me to him with one arm as he opened the bathroom door and made his way to my bedroom down the hall. Once there he sat against the wall at the head of the bed, moving a pillow behind his back. He bent his knees and I leaned back on them. My knees dropped open to the sides and he held onto them, pushing them towards the mattress. His tongue was caught between his lips, eyes glued to where we were connected. I placed my hands to either side of me on the mattress and slowly rose up, his member becoming more visible as I did. When he was just about out I stopped and squeezed my muscles, right around the tip. "Ooh, god!" he growled out, shutting his eyes for a second before they came flying back open to watch. I repeated the squeezing the whole way down his member, taking it little by little. The longer it went on, the harder his fingernails bit into my skin. I pulled up and started at the top all over again. '' ohh my god," he breathed out, his chest rising and falling quickly. "God, that feels so good. And I love watching you do it." I pulled up quickly so my muscles were concentrated on the head of him and contracted rapidly several times in a row. He let out a stuttering series of curses and raked his hands down my thighs. I drove down on him, my turn to moan as I felt him deep inside me. I squeezed, he squeezed my legs, and then I found myself on my back with my feet up in the air, ankles resting on his shoulders. His hair fell in his face, swinging as he pounded into me. I held onto his upper arms, my ass bouncing off the bed with his every move. He stopped once when he bottomed out and I tightened my muscles again, giving pleasure to us both. "Love when you squeeze me like that," he said between thrusts as he picked the motion back up again. "God, your so tight!" He rose up on his knees and held my legs to his chest as he slammed into me relentlessly. One arm held me tight to him as he let go with the other, bringing his hand down to my clit. He pressed tight circles there, and I felt the familiar fire in my belly. My hands bunched up the sheets below me as he kept on, growling out, "Come for me, baby, come all over me." I moaned his name, and at the last second my back arched up off the sheets as I came, writhing in his grasp. He went in and out of me steadily through it, his head dropping back and his eyes shutting as a moan began in his throat. "Tell me when," I panted out. He let out a guttural, "Now!" "Mmmph." He reached over and squeezed my legs as he made the noise. ''You spoil me '' I just smiled and squeezed his chin in my hands. "I'm all yours."