Alexei
a few weeks later
The bathroom door slipped open, silent underneath the shower’s white noise. Steam billowed through the crack. I padded through on bent knees. Gianna’s body blurred behind the frosted glass. Her back to me, both hands massaged shampoo into her hair. I’d caught my prey unaware.
The glass of the shower stall slid with my hand and I slipped inside. Gianna froze when my arms circled her tightly from behind. She squealed as I pressed her close and picked her up. Her hands slapped at my sides but she giggled.
“Kidnapping me again?” she asked. “So soon?”
“You always take too long in the shower,” I said over the cascading water. Her feet fell back to the floor but I didn’t let her loose. “You use up all the hot water. And you’re the one who doesn’t want to miss the meteor shower tonight.”
“How noble of you,” she teased, “but if sure feels like you have other things on your mind than getting clean. We are just going to be in here longer.”
Her hips shifted and rubbed her ass against me, teasing my cock. I’d been more than ready for her before I’d even slipped into our cabin’s bathroom.
“The meteors will be there all night, we have all the time in the world,” I countered and my hands slid up her stomach to her breasts. “And I seem to remember someone telling me a shower sex fantasy they had. I’m all healed up, thanks to that enterprising nurse.”
Gianna shimmied around, facing me, pressed close. Her hungry eyes looked up into mine, devilish smile on her face. She pushed herself up to tiptoes and our lips met. I turned us to the side. Her back slapped against the wall.
Our kiss intensified. Her fingernails raked over my back. Never realized how much I liked that before she came into my life, literally scratched that itch. She broke the kiss and pushed me back a step. A predator’s smile, sharp as a piranha’s tooth, graced her face.
In a flash, her leg kicked out, so close to me it displaced air and water. Her calf landed on the front of my shoulder. Her inner thigh rubbed against my cock.
“I didn’t realize you were so flexible,” I whispered as my hand ran up and down her stretched taut leg, “not that I’m complaining.”
“Practice,” she replied, “Ever since our first time, I couldn’t get it out of my head. I had to plan ahead if I wanted to be able to turn my fantasy into a reality.”
“Plan ahead? Sounds like you’re picking up on my good habits,” I teased and leaned in closer, our lips inches apart.
“One has to adapt,” she whispered, “how else will I stay a worthy adversary?”
“Stagnation is death.” Our lips grew ever closer. “But I think we’ve gone beyond adversaries. I think you’re a worthy partner.
Despite the heat and ferocity of the feelings behind the words, when our lips met, the kiss began as a languid dance. We had all the time in the world, time enough to savor a moment of closeness.
Passions soon took hold. Our kiss heated and my cock rubbed between her legs. She opened for me when I guided myself to her entrance. Her moan vibrated our connected lips.
The first time we had had sex… and more than a few times after, she’d done most of the heavy lifting. A shot to the thigh, through and through without hitting the bone was about the best way to get shot, but it still hurt. All that extra activity hadn’t helped either. Now, I was all healed up.
My thrust slapped her back to the wall. Our lips separated and she hugged herself close, face in my neck. The leg on my shoulder slipped but I caught it in the crook of my arm, kept it aloft.
“Is that all you got?” Gianna taunted with a whisper. “Is that leg of yours still sore? Fuck me!”
I slammed into her and she moaned against my neck. Open lips gave way to teeth, just a nip, raking along my skin. She’d described the fantasy as rough but her intensity surprised me. I always loved it when she surprised me.
“That’s more like it,” she purred. Her teeth pinched my skin, fingernails on my back scratched deeply.
“Oh, you haven’t seen anything, yet,” I replied.
My free arm hooked behind her knee and swept her off the floor. Her arms scrambled around my neck when I leaned away from the wall. She hung from my arms and her hold around my neck. Wide eyes found mine through the shower spray.
I slammed into her and almost lost my balance. We twisted around in the spacious shower stall and my shoulders fell back against the wall. I found a rhythm, punishing but oh so pleasurable for us both.
Her head fell back, breasts heaving with every deep breath. They jiggled delightfully every time I slammed home. I loved every moment of intimacy we had, but sometimes you just craved a good fucking.
“I’m not gonna last, not at this pace,” I said.
“I guess we’ll have to practice a lot then,” she teased. Her head fell back and giggles took her before she finished speaking.
