His hand rests over my pussy, and my breath catches. I wait with heady anticipation for the touch I know is coming. Kisses spread down the side of my neck and shoulder. His finger slips between my nether lips to graze my clit, and I reach back to touch his face.
Twisting my head to kiss him, I almost moan when his fingers dip inside me then out, traveling the path between my core and my clit slowly before he begins swirling around the hard nub.
"Too heavy? Too light? Just right?" he whispers against my mouth.
"Perfect. Just don't stop," I reply and kiss him again. He keeps me trapped with my back to him while fingering me and toying with my clit. The sensations grow stronger as my orgasm builds quickly, and my inner thighs begin to shake. I grip his forearm, afraid of falling when I lose myself to the pleasure.
"I got ya," he murmurs. "Remember? I'll catch you when you fall."
I nod, unable to muster a response. The tempo and pressure of his strokes varies, pushing me closer without letting me come quiet yet, and I stop thinking about whether or not he really can catch me and instead, dwell in the exquisite sensations.
The orgasm builds slow and breaks fast. It slams into me with such intensity, my legs give out, and I sag against him, panting.
"I love seeing you lose it," he murmurs and holds me, his fingers leaving my pussy. "I love knowing I'm the one you trust to make you come."
I listen to his desire-roughened voice and know the best part is yet to come. Waves of pleasure render me immobile as my body tenses and releases under their effects.
He turns me to face him, one arm staying around me. By the sparkle in his eyes, he knows I can't stand on my own. His erection is hard along my belly and the hunger on his face mirroring what I feel.
Petr kisses me deeply, no longer content with patient exploration. He claims my lips, drives me back, renders me breathless with his intensity. The glass wall is cool at my back, and I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him into me.
He lifts me onto his hips and pierces my pussy hard and fast. I gasp and cling to him with my arms and legs, intoxicated by his scent and the way our wet skin glides against one another. His desire is hot and quick this morning, and he thrusts into me deep and fast, alternating between kisses that rob me of thought and pressing me into the shower wall. He fills me, stretches me with his size, impales me with his hardness until I feel like I melt around his dick and the strength of his chest.