The shower head casted warm water over their heads, their wet hair sticking to their faces. He grunted, thrusting deeper into her as he tightly gripped her thighs.
She scrapped her nails across his back, moaning as she adjusted her legs higher over his waist. Her shirt and bra lay forgotten on the ground as her soaked skirt was pushed up her thighs.
Teresa..." He groaned into her neck, his large hands sliding under her skirt as he continued to thrust into her. Thomas pressed her further into the shower wall as he buried his head in her chest, feverishly kissing and sucking the soft skin of her breasts.
Teresa moaned breathlessly, running her fingers through his wet hair as she buckled into his every thrust. Her hand quickly pushed his pants and belt on the ground as she continued rocking into him.
He groaned against her soft skin, thrusting deeper into her as he pushed her skirt to her waist. Her eyes became heavy lidded, moaning as she lost herself to him.
A knock on the room door broke the silence, causing them to freeze.
"Teresa, have you seen Tommy?" Newt shouted, curiously as his footsteps stopped outside the door.
She moaned inwardly, feeling him still buried inside her as her hazy blue eyes flickered towards the door.
"I haven't seen him." She gasped, desperately trying to calm her breathing.
He silently stared at her with darkened brown eyes, wanting more of her as he greedily sucked the soft skin on her collarbone.
"Where do you think he went?" Newt asked, loudly as he stared at the door where Teresa was taking a shower.
"I don't know. You should check with Minho." She gasped, breathlessly as she ran her fingers through his wet hair. He groaned inwardly, caressing her wet bare skin with his hands as she grounded her hips against his.
"Alright. I'll see you later." Newt spoke, calmly as he walked away from the door. His footsteps grower distant and soon faded.
Teresa moaned loudly, rocking into him as she scraped her nails across his bare back. Thomas quickly adjusted her legs higher over his waist, groaning loudly as he thrusted deeper into her.
"Tom..." She moaned his name, buckling into his every urgent thrust as water sprayed over her body.
"You feel so good, Teresa..." He groaned, thrusting harder and faster as he kicked his pants and belt away.
Her chest heaved, running her fingers through his wet hair as she continued rocking into him. He groaned into her neck, unzipping her skirt onto the floor as he continued to thrust into her.
A chorus of moans and groans filled the air as he thrusted harder and faster, her gasps of his name in his ear. Their furious movements soon stopped, reaching their climax as ragged breathing filled the air.
Her hands trailed his wet back, trying to catch her breath as he panted into her neck. Their eyes locked, staring at one another dazed as furious desire pounded through their veins.
"Tom, they're looking for you..." She whispered, breathlessly as he gently squeezed her breast.
"I don't care..." He muttered, still panting as he grounded his hips against hers.
Her hand turned the shower head off, making the water stop as she quickly joined their bodies together. She moaned, feeling him deliciously fill her up once again as she rocked into him.
He groaned against her soft skin, feeling himself enter her body and tightly gripped her thighs before he thrusted deeper into her.
"I can't get enough..." She gasped, scraping her nails across his bare back.
"Me too..." He groaned, feverishly sucking the soft skin between her breasts and continued to thrust into her. She buckled into his every urgent thrust, moaning as her chest heaved.
A chorus of deep grunts escaped his mouth as he thrusted harder and faster, her moans in his ear. Their furious movements soon stopped, reaching their climax as ragged breathing filled the air.
He panted into her neck as her hands trailed his sweaty back, trying to catch her breath.
"It's good we didn't waste any water." She whispered, breathlessly as she stared at him with hazy blue eyes.
"I know..." He muttered, still panting as he stared back at her with darkened brown eyes.
"I guess my shower is over..." Teresa whispered, smiling seductively as she trailed her hand down his bare chest and stopped just above his waist.
Thomas groaned, feeling his breathing becoming erratic once again as he tightly gripped her thighs.
"We can continue tonight." He muttered, quietly as his brown eyes darkened at the mere thought of her again.
"You'll tire me out, Tom..." She whispered, softly as her chest heaved.
"Good..." He muttered as he caressed her bare skin with his large hands.
She slowly glanced at the ground, spotting their clothes as her cheeks flushed red at the sight of them thrown to the side. They were in such a rush to be together.