Part 76 (1/2)

She explored him with her soapy hand, running her finger around the head, then sliding her fist all the way up again to the root. After two trips of her hand, he felt like he was going to explode.

”Enough.” He gasped.

She let her hand drop, and he washed off the soap under the hot water.

”When you planned this garden, did you figure out where we could make love?” she asked in a breathy voice.

He clasped her in his arms, and stepped toward the bench at the side of the shower, bringing her down to his lap as he sat.

She slid back and turned to face him, then brought him inside her.

”Like the first time,” she murmured. ”But now I know what I'm doing.”

”Oh yeah,” he agreed as she raised up, then slowly, slowly brought him fully inside her again.

The water cascaded over them as she kept up the slow pace of long in-and-out strokes, driving them both to a high peak that didn't quite bring them to climax. When he couldn't stand it anymore, he reached to press his fingers against her c.l.i.t, and she gasped, then picked up the pace.

They both cried out as o.r.g.a.s.m washed over them, along with the sluicing water.

She went boneless in his arms, dropping her head to his shoulder, breathing hard. Then she turned to kiss his cheek.

”Thank you... for this. Thank you for bringing me here,” she whispered.