That sudden upward prod of Sarah's fingertips was all it took. Cooper stiffened and froze as if he had been on the receiving end of some sort of kung-fu pressure point strike. The immobility lasted only a fraction of a second, though. Then he was groaning and shuddering, writhing against her as a climax that started somewhere in the earth beneath his feet erupted forth.<br/><br/>When the shower finally stopped spinning, he gave a sigh of contentment. From a stack that sat on one of the shelves inside the enclosure, he took a washcloth and gently swabbed away any traces of his come that might have spattered Sarah's hip or thigh. "My, my, my. You've got all kinds of skills, haven't you?"