I swear, Caitlin was crafted in the same fantastical dimension that birthed the sirens that caused sailors to crash their ships on dangerous reefs. Nothing else can explain how, despite my best intentions, the moment I see her, the second I breathe in the unique scent of shampoo and greenery that I already associate with her, I can’t think about anything other than getting my hands on her sleek body.

I nudge her into the bathroom, crowding in close to her until she’s pinned between me and the counter. She tilts her head back, her beautiful green eyes so huge, they seem to take up her entire face as she reads my expression.

Her lips part in silent invitation. Her long body trembles against mine.

I bury a finger in the crease created by her breasts, hooking it on the edge of her towel. She gasps as it slides down her body and falls in a crumpled pile around her ankles. Her hands come up, clutching at the front of my shirt, her fingers working at the buttons, loosening them as I fist my hand in her hair, holding her in place and take her mouth in a hot kiss that has the blood roaring in my ears.

I might have started this scene, but she’s already caught up. Sexy sounds emanate from the back of her throat as her tongue slides against mine, the sensation causing my thoughts to scatter like dust in the wind. I feel like I’ve been waiting for this, for Caitlin, my entire life.

She frees the final button on my shirt and pushes at the expensive material, growling against my mouth when my tie gets in her way.

Together we reach for it, our fingers brushing against one another, tangling, stroking, as we struggle to loosen the knot. It seems to take forever before it falls away, landing a few inches from Caitlin’s towel. My shirt, pants, and briefs quickly cover it.

Hands firmly on Caitlin’s hips, I pivot her. My mouth frantic on hers, I walk her backward into the shower, guiding her under the spray.

The hot water streams down on us as my hands skim down her body and settle between her thighs. She gasps, her back arching as I sink two fingers deep into her.

“Jeremy,” she groans and bites down on my shoulder as I pull them away before thrusting them deep and hard into her. I repeat the motion over and over again, loving the way her pussy walls contract and strain against the intrusion, adoring the sexy sounds she makes in the back of her throat as her body begs me to continue.

“I love how hungry you are for me.” I run my face against the side of her throat, nipping at the skin before using my tongue to soothe the spot. “How the simplest touch turns you on. I love knowing that I’m the only man that’s ever seen you this way.”

And the only one who ever will. The thought is so surprising, so possessive, so completely out of character for me, I nearly forget what I’m doing.

As if sensing my distraction, Caitlin’s hands dance down my body, gliding over my abdominal muscles before slipping even lower. I go rigid, not daring to move, not even daring to breathe, as her fingertips slide closer and closer to my cock. I’m already harder than I’ve ever been in my life, and am amazed when my cock swells even more in anticipation of Caitlin’s fingers closing around it.

I’m not sure I’ll survive her touch, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting it.

The pad of her thumb brushes close to the base, hitting a sensitive patch of nerves that sends white-hot shockwaves ripping through me. I sag against her, breathing raggedly, and bury my face in her chest, barely noticing the hot water beating down on my face as I turn my attention to her breasts, taking one diamond hard nipple in my mouth and sucking hard. Caitlin leans into me as my tongue swirls around the peak. Her breath comes hard and fast.

Still her hand lingers near my cock, temptingly close to it but not quite touching. Probably for the best. I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been in my life; her touch will send me over the edge, and that’s not what I want, not now. When I go, I want to take her with me.

I reach down, braceleting my hand around her wrist, pulling her hand away from my body and moving it upward until it’s wrapped around my neck.

She shifts her head back, and her eyes clash with mine. Questions swirl in the green depths.

“Did I …” she starts, her voice so hesitant, so unsure, it nearly breaks my heart.

Wanting, needing, to reassure her, I cover her mouth in a kiss so hard and so hot, I’m certain she feels it all the way to her toes.

I cup the back of her left thigh, guiding her leg up until it’s hooked around my hip. My cock strains, desperate for the feel of her sweet pussy surrounding it.

“I need to come inside of you,” I say against her mouth, stealing a kiss between each word.

She doesn’t respond; she doesn’t have to. The way her body is undulating around me is enough.

I push against her, bracing her back against the slick shower wall before sliding one hand between us. My thumb finds her clit, rubbing slowly against it as the head of my cock unerringly finds and parts her folds.

She tenses and I hurry to reassure her. “Just relax,” I murmur against her wet, heated skin. “Just relax and let me take care of everything.”

Her nails dig deep crescents into the back of my neck as she squirms against me, the movement causing bolts of white-hot lightning to flash behind my eyelids. My cock jumps, straining to go deeper into her channel.

“Easy.” My thumb presses down on her clit, the action causing her pussy to spasm around my cock. I need to slow down or else I’m going to come too soon and leave her hanging, which is the last thing I want to do.

Bit by bit, she relaxes against me, her body adjusting to the intrusion. I take advantage of the situation and slam into her, my first thrust taking me all the way to the hilt. Her eyes widen and her heel digs into my ass, trying to hold me in place, even as I retreat. I arch against her and drive into her a second time, loving the way her eyes glaze with passion.

If there’s a heaven on earth, this is it, I think as her inner walls clamp down on my cock, her sweet heat enveloping me.

Pressure builds in my balls, demanding release. I won’t be able to hold back much longer, but I’m determined to make sure that Caitlin is right there with me, that when we come it’s together.

I cup the back of her thigh, shifting her leg just enough that I can change the angle of my thrusts. The change is small but it’s enough that the tip of my cock slides against Caitlin’s G-spot. The unexpected touch on that sensitive bundle of nerves causes her legs to tighten against me.

“Jeremy.” She screams my name and bucks in my arms. Her head whips back and forth. Her wet hair sticks to the shower wall as her body tightens, vice-like, against my cock, the feeling so good my eyes cross.

It’s all I can take. I throw my head back and roar out her name as I shoot a hot, thick stream of cum into her depths.

All of the strength goes out of my body. My knees buckle and I slowly collapse onto the shower floor. My arms remain tight against Caitlin, bringing her down with me, holding her close against my chest, murmuring meaningless words against her hair. Her body bucks and shakes around me, her pussy continuing to convulse around my cock as she rides out the tail end of her orgasm.