Previously:

"Bella, I am going to lay back, this way we can go faster and harder," I said, laying myself backwards on the hard tiles even as she was fully astride my cock.

Sure, the tiles didn't feel very nice, but fuck if I gave a shit right then.

I wrapped my arms around Bella's back, pulling her torso forward when I was finally lying flat. My hands moved to her plump ass, and I began to roll her hips forward and back, immediately feeling the difference as we could go deeper and harder now.

"Oh oh oh oh" Bella was moaning, as she rolled her hips in slow circles, sliding back and forth and up and down with my hands and arms guiding and helping her, rolling her hips on me, making me dizzy with her beauty. She arched her back, her perky tits pointing up towards the ceiling, her pussy fully exposed with my cock stuffed inside of it, creamy foam from her previous orgasm mixed with the dripping water from the hot shower.

I looked up at her writhing body in amazement, mesmerized by the jiggling of her generous tits, or the contractions of her flat stomach. She began to roll her hips more tightly, the circles getting smaller, getting into the fucking, and using her thighs to control the angles and speed, moaning louder as she went. When she began to piston straight up and down, her hands on my chest for leverage, she slammed down on me, my balls began to stir as I felt my orgasm coming fast. Not wanting to cum first - I needed to make this good so she would do it again - I let my thumb gently press on her clit, sticking out from it's hood like a little diamond right above where we were joined. My other hand greedily pinched and squeezed her luscious ass cheeks, and she began to keen and wail, her movements becoming shaky.

"Oh shit," she groaned, and I felt her pussy literally clamping on my prick. Her nails dug deeply into my chest, and the pain helped me last a few more stokes.

My voice was quavering. "Fuck, Bella, I am going to cum, can I cum inside you?" Even as I asked, I was praying she said yes, as I felt like a gate was opening in my balls, signaling the point of no return.

"Yes," she moaned, leaning back and pinching her own nipples, making me babble and groan as she rocked and swiveled on me, and I almost went wild when she began to furiously rub her clit. "Please," she moaned, her head thrown back, her hair a wild tangle that flowed down between her breasts and over her back.

I'd never seen anything as beautiful as this.

My hands went to her hips, and I raised her up and then slammed her down, once twice a third time, and then my own voice joined hers in release as I spurted huge gouts of cum deep inside her scalding heat.

She collapsed down on me, our sweaty, soaking chests meeting, our breaths somehow synchronized so that our chests - even pressed together - rose and fell at the same time. Her head lay next to mine, her lips laying against my neck as we each panted and tried to catch our breath.

My hands were trailing mindlessly on her back and ass, occasionally grazing lower and touching the very bottom of her pussy, feeling my cock still buried there and my cum leaking around the shaft from her insides.

"Wow," was all I could say, and I started to kiss every piece of her I could reach with my lips. Her neck, her jaw, her ear, the sides of her face. When I heard her giggle, I arched my neck, and she finally turned her head and met my mouth with a soft, sultry kiss.

Chapter 3:

"God, Bella, that was so amazing," I gasped when our mouths finally parted. I wanted to look her in the eyes and tell her what she meant to me, but I didn't want to ruin the moment with heavy.

So I kept it light. "Anytime, Bella, anytime you want I will do that with you, and I will die a happy man."

She chuckled, and I felt her shift on me. I kept rubbing her back, and a shiver went through her. I realized the water coming down was no longer steamy hot, but just warm, and I was getting a chill. "Bella? Should we get up? It's getting cold?"

I felt her nod, and then she was trying to lift herself up. I watched, my stare heavy, as she lifted her waist from me, standing up on shaky legs. I moaned when I saw my cum leaking from her pink slit that stayed open for a few seconds as my cock slipped out. I watched in fascination as the hole closed right up, tight as ever and just waiting until I could get my dick in there again.

Bella glanced down between us at my now semi-soft cock, and saw the cum dripping down from between her legs and onto my belly. She immediately blushed, and wouldn't meet my eyes as she stood.

I wasn't having that. I jumped to my feet, startling her, but quickly took her in my arms. "Come on, let's get dressed and get out of here!" I gave her a huge smile, and was happy that at least I got a tentative one in return.

We walked back over to the lockers, and I could tell by her body language she was now feeling very uncomfortable now that we weren't in the heat of the moment.

She took her clothes, and turned away from me as she dried off and started to dress. I dressed too, but tried to not completely ogle her. I wanted to commit everything t about her to memory in case this never happened again.

"Bella?" I said, when she had her bra and panties on. "I hope you don't regret what we just did. It was so amazing, and I could never regret it."

She sighed, and turned to face me, looking up at me, her eyes moving back and forth between my own. She had her bottom lip between her teeth again, one of her tells that she was nervous. "I...I don't regret it, Mike, it's just...well.." she looked lost for words.

I moved closer, and my arms came up to gently hold her hips. "Bella, if you think I am going to try and pressure you into a relationship or something, then please don't. I mean, I would love to date you, but I totally understand if you can't, or wont." I ran a hand through my still very wet hair. "What we just did - it was very special, and quite amazing. But if you just want to just be friends, I can live with that. It's not what I would necessarily prefer, but no pressure, ok?"

I saw her sigh in relief, and she nodded and moved closer and gave me a soft hug.

I kissed the top of her head, and she looked up to me, her eyes very grateful. "Thanks Mike. You are really a great guy." And then her cheeks pinked. "And it was quite amazing, thanks."

As we were heading out the door to the gym, I put my hand on hers. "Wait," I said quietly. "Let me make sure the coast is clear."

She nodded, and I peaked my head out. Seeing no one there, I beckoned for her, and she followed me out, stumbling slightly.

As we headed towards the exit from the gym, I saw her looking across the hall and stopping for a second, her mouth open in surprise. I followed her gaze, and saw her staring at the 'out of order' sign I had placed on the boy's locker room earlier.

Feeling both smug and guilty, I looked over at her, wondering what I'd see on her face.

To my surprise, after staring for a few seconds, she just shook her head, chuckled, and started walking until she caught up with me.

"What?" I asked, seeing the still humorous expression on her face.

"Oh, nothing. I just...I thought you made it up about the men's room being out of order. That's all." She blushed when she said it.

Her blush made me curious. What was she thinking? I remembered from Bio last year, Cullen would ask her that all the time. It was just so hard not to be curious, her face was always so expressive you just had to wonder what was going through her mind.

"What if I had?" I finally asked, probing. I knew I was taking a risk with this question, but I had been pretty lucky so far today.

She didn't stop walking, but I saw that lip trapped between her teeth again. We crossed the lot, the rain a swirling, miserable mist that dripped down my face, and we neared her truck. The only other car in the lot was mine, and I wasn't quite ready to let her go yet. I needed to know.

So, I gently grabbed her elbow as we got to her truck, and turned her to me. "Well?" I asked again.

She took a breath and looked up at me. Her eyes were bright, and her skin looked healthy, almost glowing. In fact, she looked better than she had in months. I was proud that I could do that for her.

Bella gave me a small smile while looking at me, and shrugged. "Honestly? I don't think I would have cared."

Feeling vindicated, I smiled as I opened her door for her, and she hopped into her truck. She turned on the ridiculously loud motor, and I shut her door and stepped back, feeling gloriously happy.

Just as I was turning for my car, however, I saw her rolling down her window.

"Hey, Mike?"

"Yes Bella?" I asked, curious again.

She smirked. "I recognized your handwriting on the sign. It's pretty distinctive." And then she gave me a saucy wink, and backed up and pulled out of the lot, leaving me standing there in the rain, watching her go with a goofy smile on my face.

What a day, I thought, as I skipped to my car.

A/N - hope you enjoyed! If you want more of these short lemon fics, let me know.