It was just as well her head was already resting heavily against the shower wall or she might have knocked herself out as she jerked.  First her back arched when he drew her nipple into his mouth, then her hips bucked as his fingers snaked along her folds.  She wasn’t flexible enough to bend both her back and hips at him as she stretched up on her toes to make it easier for him, but she couldn’t stop herself from trying.  The exquisite pull of his mouth on her breast, the tap of his tongue making her groan, the lure of his hand working its magic.  She wanted it all.<br/><br/>One hand slid up his back and curled into his shoulder, her nails creating little crescent moons on his skin, not hard enough to hurt him but enough to leave a little mark that would take a few minutes to clear once she let him go.   The other moved down over his hip and slipped between them.  Finding his hard length to caress first lightly and then a little more purposefully.  It only seemed fair that they both could play this game of who could drive the other crazy wild with lust.