Beth let out a groan as Sarah stepped behind her. “Took you long enough,” she muttered.
Sarah’s lips found Beth’s neck, humming gently, hands reaching around to cup her perfect breasts, the weight of them in her palm something to be treasured. She delighted in the sharp inhale of breath as she squeezed, rewarding Beth even more by gently pinching her nipples under the steady stream of hot water.
Beth’s head fell back onto Sarah’s shoulder as she moaned, “Mmhmm. Just like that.”
“Do you want it hard?” Sarah asked, breath hot against Beth’s ear, pinching her nipples a bit more forcefully. Hertongue traced a path down Beth’s neck before switching to a gentle rolling motion. “Or soft.”
“Hard,” Beth panted as her own hand snaked its way between her legs to touch herself, hips pushing back into Sarah. “Oh, god, yes.” She groaned while Sarah continued to pinch and tease her until Beth’s breath was coming out in shallow gasps and whimpers.
Sarah’s voice was low and steady in Beth’s ear. “The noises you make for me. They drive me wild and the way you whine for me, the way I can hear how badly you need me”—she sucked gently, nibbling ever so slightly—“I’m sofuckinglucky.”
“Sar—” Beth hissed, her hips twitching as Sarah’s hand replaced hers, pressing gently against her clit.
Beth’s free hand reached up to tangle itself in Sarah’s hair, pulling her head down, bringing their lips crashing together over her shoulder. The kiss was desperate, like Beth was trying to make up for the time they had lost between falling asleep last night and waking up this morning. Like now that they had each other like this again, there was a renewed sense of urgency to consume the other completely. It was intoxicating. She wanted more.
She pulled her hand back, away from Beth—the whine of her protest not going unheard.
“I need you…please.”
“Patience will get you everything, beautiful.” Sarah smirked, letting her hand trail up and down the sides of Beth’s slender frame before coming to rest on her hip. “Put this foot up.” She patted the back of Beth’s right thigh.
Something pulled at her chest at the willingness with which Beth obliged, steadying herself with one foot propped up on the built-in shower bench. She bent forward, bracing herself with her hands flat against the tiled shower walls, waiting for Sarah’stouch. The power in knowing that Beth was waiting for her, wanting her, needing her? It was almost too much.
“A girl can only be so patient. I want you to fuck me,” Beth demanded and it took everything in Sarah to focus.
Sarah’s hand found a hold on her hip, fingertips pressing into the soft flesh, her other hand sliding between Beth’s legs. She pushed her fingers through Beth’s folds, reveling in the way her hips chased her touch.
“Fuck me just like this.” Beth groaned low in the back of her throat as Sarah pushed two fingers inside of her, moving slowly at first before picking up the pace.
She drove into Beth over and over as her hips rocked back, meeting Sarah. With each thrust, with each “fuck me” plea from Beth, Sarah couldn’t stop the absolute disbelief that still flowed through her that she was exactly where she had wanted to be for so long. By some grace of the universe, all the planets and the stars had managed to align, and she and Beth had found their way back to each other.
Beth moaned a steady stream of encouragements, “Yes, oh yes. Fuck,there. Don’t stop,” that mixed with the steam rising around them as Sarah continued her movements. “I’m going to come if you keep doing that,” Beth panted.
Sarah couldn’t help the snarky retort already on the tip of her tongue. “That’s kind of the point.” She grinned, bringing her hand down in a playful smack against Beth’s ass, which echoed off the hard surfaces of the shower
Beth whimpered. “Fuck, do that again.”
Sarah brought her hand down a second time, a little harder, water splashing with the force of the gesture. Beth’s walls clenched around her fingers as the palm of her hand made contact with her ass, a surprised yelp following.
“Again,” she begged andfuck. It was the hottest sound Sarah had ever heard.
She brought her hand down again as Beth’s walls fluttered with the telltale sign of her orgasm. “You like it when I’m a little rough with you, don’t you?” she growled.
Another clap of her hand against Beth’s ass, another yelp. She rubbed gently, soothing the skin that was now pink as water droplets trailed their way down, over the curves of Beth’s body.
“I’m going to come,” Beth moaned, leaning into her touch as Sarah brought her hand down one last time, savoring the feeling of Beth clenching in rolling waves around her. “Sar—oh. My. Fu—Sar!”
Sarah held her gently as Beth shook and twitched and shuddered, keeping a steadying hand on her hip as she whispered soothingly. “That’s it, beautiful. I’ve got you. Take everything you need.” The words repeated over and over as Beth claimed exactly what she wanted.
And when Beth’s breathing evened out, when she dropped her foot from its spot propped up on the bench, Sarah scooped her arm around her waist, pulling Beth’s body close to hers under the warm water.
She kissed her nose, her cheeks, her chin, her eyebrows, anywhere Sarah could reach with her lips; she kissed as a warmth surged through her. It wasn’t just desire—though that was definitely there. No, it was something even better than that. It was her own happiness.
“I love you.”
“Love you too,” Beth echoed, placing a chaste kiss to Sarah’s lips before reaching around for the lavender bodywash. “Now, what do you say we actually use some of this water to shower with? We’re being so wasteful.”
They took their time in the shower, held up only by their inability to go for more than a few minutes between drawn-out kisses and wandering hands, refamiliarizing themselves with each other’s bodies. They laughed together when the waterran cold, reminding them of how much time had passed. Beth stepped out first, handing Sarah a fluffy bright yellow towel.
