“Yeah, it beats sitting around by myself while I wait on you to take a shower.”
I didn’t care what reason she gave; all I cared about was that she was here. Next to me. In the shower. Naked. Honestly, I had to laugh at myself—I’d been buried deep inside her heat, yet I got excited about seeing her without clothes on, as if it were the first time I’d seen her this way.
Without waiting for permission, she took the bar of soap and began to wash my back. This wasn’t the first time she had intimately touched me, although this was the first time I could feel it through my entire body, inside and out.
The hot water cascaded down my back as she inched closer and closer to me, likely trying to get beneath the stream as well. I didn't want her to be cold, but at the same time, I didn’t want her to ever stop, so I turned on my heel and took the soap. Following her lead, I didn’t ask permission. I began to wash her, starting with her shoulders, down her chest, between her breasts, continuing down her abdomen, and along her sides.
She didn’t have to tell me that she enjoyed what I did to her.
I could tell by the soft moans and quiet purrs that hummed past her lips.
When I reached the apex of her thighs, she voluntarily parted her legs, allowing me to wash her most sensitive area. I took my time, enjoying the hitch in her breath and the way her forehead dropped to my chest as she tightly grabbed my biceps. Her nails dug into my arms, making me recall how tightly she had gripped me when she came, and as she’d ridden out the waves of pleasure that rolled through her, she’d scratched my back. Considering the sting from the water, I was certain she had broken the skin in at least a few places.
When Kenny rolled her hips into my hand, I couldn’t hold off any longer. I grabbed the backs of her thighs and lifted her, turning and pressing her back against the cold ceramic tile. My mouth claimed hers just as her moan massaged my tongue.
One time with her and I had become an addict; I honestly felt dependent on Kenny’s touch and taste and warmth. It was something I’d undoubtedly regret, considering I’d known from the start that I wasn’t guaranteed a next time with her.
Aiming to drive her as wild as she made me, I trailed my lips and tongue down her neck to her collarbone, over her shoulder, and back up her neck to the soft spot just below her ear. “Kenny,” I groaned, taking her earlobe between my teeth and lightly pressing down.
She didn’t respond verbally. Instead, she rolled her hips against me, desperately seeking my erection. The way she wriggled and moved, I wouldn’t have been surprised if she slid onto it the first chance she could. But I wouldn't give in that easily. I held her firmly against the tile and kept the head of my cock just out of reach of her hungry pussy.
“What do you want, Kenny? Use your words. Come on, baby, tell me what you want.” I had never spoken like this to anyone. It sounded weird in my head but felt natural on my tongue. And to my surprise, she seemed to enjoy it…more than I would’ve thought.
“I want you, Drew. You. That’s it.”
“You have me; I’m right here.”
“No,” she groaned, her voice full of frustration. She ground her pelvis against me and pulled my hair at the back of my head. “Inside me… I want you inside me. Now. Please, Drew. I need you.”
That was all it took to break my fragile control. I was wanted and needed. Even if it was just for this one instance, this one moment in time, nothing else mattered. I took a deep breath and pushed inside her, taking a moment to enjoy her heat. To relish her fingers threaded through my hair. To savor her soft exhales against my shoulder. I wanted to soak it all in and memorize every second, every aspect of this. I never wanted to forget a single detail. I knew I couldn’t keep her, but at the very least, I’d be able to keep this memory.
Even though it had only been a couple of hours since we’d last been together, it still didn’t take long to climax—for either of us. After a handful of deep thrusts, she squeezed my sides between her thighs, panting in pleasure. Before she finished, I buried myself in her one last time, held it there, and filled her with my desire.
My legs shook from the exertion, so I carefully lowered her until she was steady on her feet. It was then that we both realized our mistake. We had been too wrapped up in the moment that we had forgotten to...wrap it up. Kenny stared up at me with wide, crystalline eyes, mouth agape, and fear lining every feature on her beautiful face.
My heart must have stopped beating.
And my chest constricted.
“Kenny, I’m…I—” I had no idea what I wanted to say. There were no words to make either of us feel better about this.
After staring intently at my now flaccid dick, she reached up and cupped my face in her hands. Her eyes flickered between mine as she shook her head and mumbled, “I’m on birth control. We’re okay.”
There was a silent, let’s just not ever do that again hanging in the air following her sincere reassurance. Wrapping my arms around her, I pulled her to my chest and whispered into her ear, “I am so sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking.”
She huffed as she pulled away the tiniest bit, tilting her head back to look up at me. “You weren’t the only one, Drew. I didn’t think about it, either. It’s just as much my fault as it is yours. It got really intense, really quickly, and we were too busy thinking with our hormones.” That didn’t stop the guilt from plaguing me, but I appreciated it all the same.
“Still…I’m sorry.”
We released each other and quietly went back to taking an actual shower—except this time, we washed ourselves instead of each other. It was safest that way. One thing about her that truly impressed me was the way she acted. She seemed unaffected, as though we hadn’t had sex a few minutes ago. That could’ve been a good or bad thing, but I simply took it to mean that Kenny was comfortable and didn’t feel the need to shy away after the intimacy we shared.
I wasn’t ready for our shower to come to an end, but it obviously had to at some point. So after we finished washing ourselves, we each grabbed a towel and dried off. I tried to stall while getting dressed, but I could only do that for so long without making it obvious. And eventually, I had to accept that I had to take her back to her cabin—whether I wanted to or not.
“Are you sure you want to go so soon? We could watch a movie.” It was my last attempt.
She smiled, and it quieted every ounce of nervousness in my body. Her slightly squinted aquamarine eyes had the ability to put me at ease no matter the situation. I didn’t know what it was, but there was something about them that could calm the roughest storm.
“I really should get back. I haven’t been there all day, and I need to call my mom.”
“Oh, do you have to check in with her every day or something?”
“Something like that; we’re really close. It was always just the two of us, so it would feel weird going an entire day without speaking to her. Plus, I think she’s lonely without me.”
“Is this your first time away from home?” I asked as I grabbed the keys to the golf cart.
She followed behind me as we made our way out the side of the house. “Other than school field trips, yes. I thought I would be scared or anxious being here alone, but that hasn’t happened so far. Although, I think my mom’s a nervous wreck.”