Candiss looked around her. She was in the middle of nowhere, with no gas. She hit her head against the steering wheel. "How could I think a half of a tank of gas could get me far away from him," she said aloud. She and her boo of many years had just had a knock down, drag out fight. They said some things Candiss didn't think they could get past. Now, here she was, on the side of the road, in the desert, at night. She loved living in Arizona, but not when she wanted to get elsewhere. A light knock on her car window startled her. When she looked up with tears rolling down her cheeks, she saw Myles. He smiled at her. Candiss didn't want to smile back, but his smile warmed her heart. She could never stay mad at him for more than an hour. She listened to her heart instead of her head and opened the car door.
He helped her out, pulling her into his arms. "Baby, I am so sorry! I didn't mean what I said about not wanting to get married. I just meant that I wanted to think things through so that neither of us end up with regrets. My parents got married and ended up hating each other after being in it for over fifteen years. I love you too much to go through that. That doesn't mean that I don't want to spend the rest of my life with you. Why do we need a piece of paper to showcase our love? You love me don't you?" Candiss buried her head inside his strong chest. He was right. She had been married before and it didn't work out the way she thought it would. Myles had always been apart of her life. They were best friends. He was her confidant, her supporter, her muse, her motivation, her everything.
"Baby, I'm sorry too. I just want to be with you. I fear losing you and that makes me sick to my stomach. I cannot imagine my life without you. I see all of my friends in relationships, getting married and I just want the same thing with you. I don't want to rush into anything but my heart told me a long time ago, that you are the one. You where always the one. You will always be the one for me. You where just too damn stubborn to catch me when I tried to let you do it." Myles smiled again. She was right. He was just afraid of losing her if they started a relationship, and it didn't work out. That turned out to be one of the worse decisions he had ever made. When she got married, his world stood still. Candiss could no longer fight the tears stinging the back of her eyes. They flowed endlessly. Myles lifted her face by her chin. He used his gentle touch to wipe her tears away. "Baby, I am not going anywhere. Do you know how long I've waited to be with you? I nearly rolled over and died when I lost you before, so trust me when I say that you are stuck with me." Candiss smiled, embracing her true love.
When they had gotten her car off the side of the road, back to their house, they went up to their bedroom. They made up with each other, with their minds, bodies and souls. Candiss wanted to show Myles her promise to him. She kissed him breathless, she embraced him senseless, she loved him with everything fiber of her being. She wanted to share her heart with him, and if she could have lived with half, she would have given him the other. Candiss wondered how she could love someone so much. She wondered how she could crave, desire, cherish, adore, admire, breath someone so much. Myles was all of that and more to her. He was truly her soul mate, and she didn't believe in the term. She thought that the people who did, was crazy. Now, she was on that team and wouldn't turn back for anyone or anything.
Myles asked her what she wanted. At first, Candiss wanted to make love. To passionately provide pleasure to her man. After he gave her what she wanted, her mind changed course. She wanted to get raw and uncut. Myles knew how, when, where and what she liked. He was a great lover. He knew her body better than she did. He knew her thoughts, wants, needs. He simply knew her. He whispered in her ear, driving her wild. He sucked on her neck, mesmerizing her. He licked her breasts, pushing her into a place she didn't want to come back from. When he went down her stomach and captured her love button, she screamed, she cursed, she hollered, she bit, she scratched, she enjoyed. If they had neighbors they would have called the police thinking Myles was assaulting her. They would have thought his name was "Oh Shit", "Damn Boy", "Fuck", "Work That Dick"!
She gave as she received, moving her hips back and forth. He pushed her legs into the bed to keep her still but Candiss wasn't having it. She bucked like a bull, riding his dick from underneath. He growled, moaned and groaned like she liked. Candiss pushed into him harder, deeper. Just as she felt like a million needles were sticking her in her feet, she pulled back. She had already cum three times and she wanted him to enjoy the electrical shock shooting throughout his body. Candiss also wanted something else. She looked at him. She held his gaze captive, reading his expression, giving silent instructions. Myles smiled in spite of not being able to see straight because of the jism walking him down. "You want it Baby? You want this cum? Come get it!!" Candiss shook her head. She had other plans. "Nope! Give it to me right here," she said pointing all over her body. Myles lost it. He pulled out and made it rain all over his love. He put it everywhere it could go, not to leave any left. He wanted his woman to have what she wanted and she got it all.
Candiss welcomed her "RAIN SHOWER". She washed her skin with it. She licked her lips, tasting its' sweetness. She loved Myles's RAIN. It ignited her, cleansed her, made her love him more. She rubbed his RAIN all over her body, giving it the nutrients and protein, which made her skin grow with perfection. No wonder everyone said she had flawless skin. And with Myles around, she would never need to see a Dermatologist. They smiled at each other. He watched her bask in the glow of his RAIN, thinking that he was the luckiest man alive. Most women hated the RAIN, but Candiss welcomed it, she embraced it, she loved it. No wonder when he saw her each day, he thought naughty thoughts about what he had in store for her. No wonder he couldn't keep his eyes and hands away from her. No wonder he was happy she was his. He didn't want anyone giving her RAIN SHOWERS and he didn't want anyone else to have his. They were made for each other.
The moral of the story is: Rain Showers equals Great Skin!!!!