Bumped up the rating to M in lieu of this chapter. You can thank me later (if you like it). If you don't like it, well, I can't really do much about that, now can I?

Once again, this one's for you Lightwoman. And perhaps a little for divakat, who's been talking some naughty nonsense lately over on Twitter. ;)

It was too much for Gillian to handle. She grabbed him by his upper arms and pulled him to her, kissing him feverously.

"Now you've got me all sticky, Cal. Time to shower," she told him, grinning.

"Can't I just lick you 'til you're clean?" Cal asked her, trying to hide a smile.

"You're terrible, Cal!" she replied, biting her lip and swatting him on the arm.

"Oi! Sure didn't seem to feel that way a minute ago. Perhaps I can change your mind in the shower." He wiggled his eyebrows at her.

"Who said you could join me, hmm?" she teased.

She screeched with delight as Cal stood and scooped her up into his arms, then turned around and carried her into the bathroom.

"Oh!" she exclaimed as he set her down quickly in the middle of the room.

"You grab towels. I'll get the water going, yeah?"

A few minutes later the two were lathered in sweet-smelling soap. Cal was leaning up against the shower wall with Gillian standing in front of him, both facing the water that was spraying gently over the lower half of their bodies.

Gillian pressed her body up against Cal's and he moaned when her lower back came in contact with his hard cock. He reached his arms around her and placed a hand on each side of her hips, pulling her closer against him. He slowly slid his hands up her torso to her breasts and palmed each, massaging them softly. She leaned her head back against his shoulder and led out a low moan.

He traced his hands in circles back down her stomach, taking his time and learning exactly which movements caused her to make delightful little noises. Placing his hands on her hips again, he stepped forward a little, pushing her directly under the spray of the showerhead. He slowly ran his hands back up her sides and around over her breasts, helping to rinse off the soap that remained on her flushed skin.

He spun them around and rinsed himself off. He moved to turn off the shower, but Gillian reached out and stopped his hand as it touched the nozzle.

"Don't. It feels so good," she told him in a low, lust-filled voice.

Instead of responding with words, Cal turned them both back around to face the water again. He leaned back against the cool wall and reached up to adjust the angle of the showerhead higher.

"Touch me, Cal," she whispered, leaning her head back on his shoulder and taking his hand in hers. She slid their hands together down her stomach, coming to rest between her thighs. She then braced her hands against the wall behind them and gave a low moan as he pressed the tips of his middle and ring fingers harder against her clit.

"Harder or softer?" he said low in her ear, moving his hand in small circles.

"Perfect," she breathed out in response. She removed her hands from the wall behind her and lifted up her arms, wrapping them around Cal's neck.

Cal slipped his hand to Gillian's left breast and gently rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. She let out a moan that echoed slightly in the small shower. Slowly he let his hand slide down her flat, smooth belly and gently nudged her legs, signaling her to widen her stance some more. Keeping one hand massaging circles on her clit, he slipped his other hand to her womanly folds, easily feeling how aroused she was. He slid one finger inside her and she first gasped, then moaned.

Gillian let out another moan when Cal slipped a second finger inside her. She was tighter than he'd imagined she'd be, even though he knew it hadn't been that long since she'd last had sex.

"Fuck!" he swore. "You're so tight, Gill!"

"You say…" she gasped as his fingers grazed her g-spot and moaned loudly, barely able to speak. "You say that…like…it's a…bad thing!"

"Bloody fucking brilliant is what it is, love," he replied in her ear with a low growl, then nipped gently at her neck.

She could feel her resolve about to break as Cal continued to rub her clit with one hand and finger-fuck her with another and she wanted nothing more than to fall over the edge as quickly as possible. She dropped her right hand down between her legs and gently nudged Cal's hand to the side. She rubbed her clit quickly, already becoming breathless. "Keep…your other hand…Ohhhh!" she groaned as Cal began to curl and uncurl his fingers inside her in a steady rhythm.

A few moments later, Cal felt her start to contract around his fingers, so he pressed against her g-spot just the slightest bit harder.

"UHHH!" Gillian nearly screamed as she felt herself finally tumbling over the edge into ecstasy. She continued to rub her clit as Cal's fingers pressed rhythmically inside her, trying to lengthen the pleasure as long as possible. A few moments later, she was nearly doubled over, gasping for air, when she felt Cal's fingers slip from inside her body.

He pulled her body upright flush against his again and wrapped his arms around her waist. He placed gentle kisses on her neck and nuzzled next to her ear. "Bed?" he asked in a soft voice.

Still slightly breathless, all she could do was nod to indicate her approval.

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