There was no turning back now. While she might not climax her first time, he would make sure she was taken care of. He hoped the experience would be something she’d never forget. He sure as hell wouldn't.
Mike grabbed her hips, slid out, and pummeled right back in.
“Oh, yes,” she panted.
That’s all he needed to hear. He wrapped both of his arms around her to keep her from slipping and pounded into her. When he was about to come, he lowered his hand and pressed on her clit.
She dipped her head and let out something close to a primal groan. Her anal walls stretched and contracted around him as he came hard. It was as if he was meant to be there.
When his cock settled down, Mike slipped out. As much as he wanted to hug her, he washed his cock first and then cleaned her rear.
Cassidy finally turned around. “That was incredible.”
“You liked it?”
“Yes, but I need more.”
He wasn’t sure exactly what she meant. “More cock?”
“More of everything.” With that unclear answer, she ducked under the shower and finished cleaning up. “You done washing?” she asked.
“I am.”
“How about drying me off and taking this new adventure someplace more comfortable? Now that you’ve taken me to new heights, I want to do the same to you.”
"You already have, but I'll never turn down an offer like that." How had he ever gotten so lucky? Mike turned off the shower and pulled open the shower door. “After you.”
CHAPTERFOURTEEN
Cassidy couldn’t believe she’d had sex in the shower. That was a first. But it was making love with Mike in her ass that totally blew her mind. Of course, she understood the concept, but she never thought she’d like it. With Mike she had.
Mike grabbed a clean towel off the rack and dragged it down her chest and then slipped it between her legs. She was standing on a mat, so the water dripping off her wasn’t pooling on the floor. Under him, however, a small amount was collecting.
“As much as I love being touched—albeit slowly—we will either catch a chill or slip on the floor.” Cassidy glanced downward and nodded.
His brows pinched as if he had no idea what she was talking about. Only when he glanced down did he seem to realize the problem.
He carefully stepped to the side and picked up his towel off the counter. “Only because you promised to take this elsewhere, we should get off most of the water.”
“Good idea.”
Mike was a charmer. Cassidy wrapped a towel in a turban around her head to at least partially remove some of the water. When she removed it, she finger combed her damp hair and then quickly finished drying the rest of her body.
Mike, however, was more careless with his technique. He merely dragged the towel over his body haphazardly.
She motioned he turn around. “I’m good,” he said.
“No, you aren’t. Your back is totally wet.”
He handed her his towel. Cassidy could have patted his back with the towel, but she decided to tease him a bit. She also enjoyed watching the play of his muscles. With the tip of the towel, she ran it down his back, moving it lower and lower. His ass was calling to her.
Each of his butt cheeks were perfect—hard, symmetrical, and full.
“Are you procrastinating?” he asked.
“Why would I do that?”
“I don’t know. If you’re hoping I’ll change my mind, or if you think I need a moment to recover, don’t worry. I’m ready to go.”