Olivia was in the shower the next night when she heard Trevor join her he turned her around gently and tilted her head under the stream of water. His eyes never left her face as her lips parted slightly and a rivulet of water ran down her forehead. As the floor of the shower foamed with the shampoo that ran off her body.
She gripped his arm and mumbled, "Dessert usually comes after dinner." The water ran clear from her hair and the dark mass hung heavily from her head.
Trevor pulled back and asked, "We're going to start following the rules now?"
"Rules are meant to be broken," she conceded after a moment. She kissed the tip of his nose and turned back to the showerhead to rinse the remaining shampoo from her hairline.
Pressing against her back, Trevor's arms wrapped around her waist. His hands traveled up over her wet skin and cupped her breasts. His fingers ran across them, teasing and rubbing against the soft flesh. With a low moan, her head fell back to his shoulder and she raised her arms, drawing his head closer to hers. His lips found her ear first, his tongue running along the lobe before his teeth grazed over it.
He wedged his bent leg in between hers after she slumped against him. One hand fell from her chest and skimmed down to her stomach before stroking the tender flesh between her legs. She gasped and arched her back, pushing her hips closer to his teasing hand. Her body writhed against his, rubbing against his evident desire for her. As her arms tightened around his neck and her breath came out in shallow pants, he pulled his fingers out of her and gripped her hips.
He turned her around and with an unfulfilled groan, she asked, "Why?"
With a soft thud, Trevor pushed her against the earth-toned tile of the wall. As he yanked her hips to his waist, he growled in her ear, "I want to see your face when I make you scream my name." With a hunger that never diminished, he devoured her lips with his own. Their teeth ground together as her tongue delved into his mouth. Her brain screamed out for oxygen and before she could pull back, his breath rushed into her mouth and down into her lungs. The need for oxygen was now replaced by the need for Trevor, as his hands continued to fondle her breasts.
Olivia's knees buckled under her and he grabbed her, wrapping his arms around her body as he picked her up into his arms. He struggled to get a firm grip on her slick body until she locked her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.
"I've got you," she whispered in his ear before he locked lips with her again, muffling her moan as he buried himself in her. He froze for a moment, staring deep into her eyes. The azure glinted as she shifted against him anxiously. Without breaking eye contact, he withdrew briefly before rushing back to her, harder and deeper than before. Her eyes narrowed and they disappeared a bit as they rolled back into her head slightly as he continued to press further into her. Crying out when he left her, she welcomed him back each time with a low moan. His fingers pressed into her hips, as he struggled to keep hold of her. Her moans segued into a fevered scream as his name exploded from her lips and echoed around them. She clenched around him, her legs tightening around his waist as her body arched into his.
"God Liv-" he groaned with a final thrust. He rested his head against her breast, her heart throbbing against his ear. Gently, he unwound her legs and held her as she slid down the wall. Her arms tightened around his neck, not trusting her own legs to support her. His back shook as he struggled to breathe and she ran her hand soothingly up and down his spine. He reached around her for the lever and pushed it down, ending the waterfall that rained down on them. He kissed her forehead and pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her. She shivered in his embrace and he pushed back the shower curtain, the rings clattering against the bar they hung from.
Olivia felt around the wall outside the shower until her hands brushed the soft cotton of the towel. She fumbled with it for a moment before she pulled it to her.
Trevor stepped out of the shower first and took the pale green towel from her, holding it up. "Raise your arms, Sweetheart," he coaxed. Her arms were heavy and he was quick to wrap it around her body. His lips were gentle against hers as he kissed her softly before taking her hands and helping her out of the shower. His bathrobe had landed on the floor when they pulled the towel free and she helped him into it.
Latching onto his hand, Olivia followed him out of the bathroom. The sun dipped behind the horizon, casting an orange glow in the room. His fingers combed through her hair, working out the wet tangles and she kissed the hand she held. A trio of raps on the door shattered the intimate silence. With a sigh, Trevor pulled his hands away from her and disappeared into the sitting room.
Her hands fluttered to her mouth and a small smile graced her lips. She closed her eyes as the palm frond outside the balcony rustled in the wind.
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