She draped over him, panting, languid, slowly returning to the shower, the water dancing across her sensitized flesh. She leaned against him, gulping for air a moment, her legs parting for his hand, and groaned as his finger slid easily in, shoulders dropping and neck stretching with the sensation. She nodded in agreement with him, looking up, before he turned her, bent her over. Her hands pressed against the wall, her cheek hot, the cool tile comfortable against the heat of their bodies, and she waited.<br/><br/>She groaned as his words sounded so close within her, a shiver running down her spine, water droplets tracing serpentine routes down, across her flat back, down her spine, across her ass, and down into the crevice. "Yes... please, more... I want you to give me more... make me come again..."