"Stop, stop," he groaned. "I don't want to come yet."
"Why not?" I asked, disappointed. I'd wanted to bring him to orgasm with my mouth, just as he had done with me.
"I want to fuck you and watch your pretty face when you come."
My inner muscles clenched down with a wet ache at his words.
"Shower sex?" I asked hopefully.
He gave me a crooked grin. "Hell yeah, shower sex."
I scrambled in my nightstand, thankful I'd thought to pick up some protection after that night when Nathan tied me up, and tossed it to him. I immediately undressed as he turned on the spray. The moment I was naked I jumped in along with him.
"Cold!" I yelped.
"It's warm," he laughed.
"It's lukewarm at best," I argued.
"Girls and their hot baths," he teased. "Why do you love scalding water so much?"
In response, I grabbed his shoulders and pressed my lips against his in a hot kiss. Our mouths moved together desperately as the water rained down on us. His fingers trailed down my belly to the valley between my legs. We moaned together as he pushed a finger into me.
"Fuck, you're so wet," he murmured.
"Fuck me," I demanded. I wrapped my legs around his waist, clamping down around his hips, letting him catch my weight as he pressed me back against the wall.
He didn't hesitate to grant my request. With one smooth move, he slid inside me, the both of us moaning again in unison. The throbbing ache inside me was slowly becoming satiated as Nathan moved into me, pushing in and out at a steady pace.
Soon, my legs began to ache and I squirmed until he put me down. I turned until my back was to his chest and my cheek was pressed to the wall.
"Like this," I breathed.
He wasted no time, grabbing my hips and thrusting into me from behind. His cock hit a different angle and I gasped loudly. I suddenly understood the appeal of being taken from behind. It was an entirely new sensation. With every thrust, he hit that pleasure center inside me, giving me just what I needed, what I'd been craving.
Nathan reached around and used his fingers to play with me, rubbing at the aching nub between my legs. I clenched down around him as I neared my peak. He let out a muffled curse as I fluttered around him. He sped up his movement, going faster and faster, slamming inside me as his fingers circled my clit, bringing me higher and higher until—
I let out a cry as I came around him, shaking and trembling, barely able to keep on my feet, only his arms around my hips preventing me from falling to the shower floor.
Nathan let out a loud groan of his own, his cock pulsing inside me as he came. His hands squeezed my hips so tight I thought they might leave bruises, and I relished the thought of him marking me, of having some reminder of what we'd done together.
The last aftershocks hit our bodies, jerking and twitching against each other, breathing heavily. Nathan placed a sucking kiss to the back of my neck.
"We forgot to turn the fan on," he murmured. "The mirror's going to be fogged up."
"And who's fault is that, Mr. Eager?" I said through panted breaths.
"Me? I seem to recall a certain person dragging me into the bathroom."
I laughed, turning around to snuggle up to his wet chest, enjoying the firm muscles against my cheek.
"Let's just say we were both equally caught up in the heat of the moment," I replied.
We quickly washed up and stepped out of the shower. Nathan wrapped me in a fluffy bathrobe and placed a soft kiss on my lips.
"I'm glad this evening went well," he said. "I was really worried."
"About what?"
