Rea stood frozen in front of her. She could see some sort of internal war take over his thoughts. She didn't want him thinking or worrying about her right now. Right now, she wanted to feel him, touch him, and connect with him. If they could have some time together, she would be able to tell if they were going strong.
"Really, Karma, I don't think..."
"That's right, don't think, silly." Karma reached out to grab his shirt in the center of his chest. Her wet hand left drops of water spreading across the green fabric.
She used only one swift tug, and the pull had him stumbling into her embrace. Once in the shower, their lips locked instantly. Her resolve to have him intensified.
Kissing Rea was like being doused in flames. Every part of her body wanted to dance in that fire. His lips were firm and insistent. She liked that once he started, he didn't hesitate. His mouth took over with a powerful aggressiveness. He kissed her as if he was a dying man, and she was the only thing that could keep him alive.
Rea reached around and cupped her ass. His other hand held the middle of her back. With no regard for his clothes getting doused, he yanked her closer. This was what it had always been like for the two of them, and Karma wanted it never to end. Immediately, she sensed the passion in her rise like music hitting a crescendo. His hands lifted her thighs. Water ran down her front, and drops caressed her already damp skin. Her inner core squeezed in anticipation, and she let all the sensations of having his erection thunder through her.
Rea's thick length strained against his jeans. A primal need in her wanted him naked right this second. Her body was heavy, aching, and yearning. Rea moved from Karma's lips to her neck while he nibbled in between each heart-throbbing kiss. Karma tipped her head to the side to give him better access. Rea got a mouthful of her wet, wild hair. He took a small step back as if to escape her. She wouldn't accept his retreat and tore his shirt down the middle, exposing his damp chest hair. Karma didn't know where the strength came from, but she couldn't stop herself from letting her hands run over his exposed skin.
"That was my favorite shirt." The smile that tugged on his lips made her think he really didn't care. He looked down and brushed his hand over her cheek.
Karma wanted him naked and inside of her… no waiting. She wanted him wild and rough as always. In her memories, Rea was the aggressor. When she'd asked him why Rea told her it was because sex with her was the only time he was in charge. Karma had thought that funny. Now, however, she wanted him in charge and unrelenting.
"It's your fault. You shouldn't be in the shower with your clothes on," Karma responded with a mischievous smile playing on her lips. She dipped her head to lick the water dripping off one of his nipples.
As Rea shoved off his torn shirt, Karma latched her nails onto his back. She started to kiss his chest and lick his nipples again. Warm water rolled down her back, and she could feel the water slide over her curves. Her core rubbed against him, and her breasts begged to be touched as well.
When he finally ran his hand over her backside to dip between her cheeks, she sighed. Everything about him was as she remembered, and she moved in the way he liked. She wanted this desire to be mutual and to chase away all his worries.
He groaned in her ear. Good. She could still make him frantic. Rea was about to kiss her again when Karma held out a hand to stop him.
"I'd suggest you take off your favorite pants before I do."
Rea laughed and splashed water on her face, making her sputter.
"They're not my favorites." He ran his hands down her slippery back, and she could tell he was going to give in to her. Knowing she'd won made her inwardly cheer.
"Good." She latched onto his belt. Quickly, Rea pushed her hands away and undid his wet pants on his own. How long had it been since they had been together like this? Karma had the distinct feeling this urgency was because it had been a while for them both.
"I'll get this one." Rea bent his head and was now trying to stay centered while taking off his pants and underwear.
Karma continued to touch and taste his skin as the water slowly started to heat up. She was giddy with the idea that soon, he would be naked before her. Once more, she tugged him closer to capture his mouth. With his head bent and his flame-colored hair turning a deep, dark red, Karma half-heartedly watched him keep his balance while kissing her.
Before he got his last leg out of the clinging fabric, Karma's hands found his swollen, hard length. She gripped the thick shaft, overwhelmed to have the hard flesh rubbing against her palms. His erection was long, and the moist tip dripped into her hands. He was much bigger than she remembered. She heard his breath come out in a whoosh as she stroked him.
"I don't think…." Rea began a second time. She saw the inner battle return, but she kept touching him to keep his thoughts from returning to concerns. She wanted him with her now and not thinking about the past or the future. That's how it had been before. She didn't want anything less.
"That's right, don't think," Karma whispered to the hot damp skin of his neck.
Rea lost control, tried to kiss her, shove off his pants, and touch her, all at the same time.
With all his pent-up passion and erratic movements, he fell.
Karma looked down at him sprawled at her feet. A burst of laughter tumbled out of her mouth. When he glanced up, she bent down to see if he was injured and if he could get up again. With suppressed giggles, she offered him her hand.
"Are you hurt?"
"Only my pride." He pushed himself up on his elbows.
"Silly." Karma grabbed at the thick muscles of his arms as she helped him to his feet.
She quickly distracted him by gently grabbing his erection and stroking the head. She hoped they could get back to where they were only moments ago.
The feel of him under her fingertips was so intense. It seemed as though Rea thrust himself into her hand. She liked how his eyes turn drowsy and sexy as they slid shut.
His head dropped back. Rea wrapped his arms around her again and pulled her chest to his face so he could fondle her breasts. In one quick move, he had one nipple between his searching fingers and the other drawn into his hot mouth. Karma stopped moving as she enjoyed the attention. Her head fell against his shoulder. She inhaled his scent while she pushed them both out of the spray of the now-hot water.
When her hand slowed its movements, Rea stopped and looked at her.
"I didn't tell you to stop moving your hand," Rea growled at her. His voice was ragged and demanding.
Karma smiled at that insistent tone. Excitedly she started pumping his hardness again as he bent his head toward her chest. Rea was pinching one nipple and being extremely gentle with the other. It wasn't long before she stopped moving again while she moaned with pleasure. Rea glanced up into her eyes. She hoped he could see the ecstasy he gave to her. He could always read her so well. She could feel her core clenching as if seeking him, and she wanted to beg for him to end the torment of being empty inside.
Without warning, he spun her around, bending her against the shower wall. He pressed her against the tiles. His hands roam freely over her back.
"Beg me." Rea's deep baritone was thick with desire. There was an unyielding order hovering in the air. He took a firm position behind her this time, probably so he wouldn't fall. She felt his erection nudge her ass.
"Please, I'm begging," she gasped while she pressed harder against the wall.
Both his hands reached around her. Rea put one hand on her wet clit as the other continued up to tease her nipples. With his fingers, he spread her lips wide for his eager hardon and rubbed slightly in a teasing gesture. Moan after moan escaped her as Rea slipped in effortlessly from all of her moisture and the precum dripping from him.
Karma let out a garbled cry of euphoria as her inner walls clamped down on him, and she thrust backward. This is what she would always want. She wanted him inside of her forever. If they had ever broken up before, none of that mattered. From now on, she was never leaving his side. Karma had her hands braced against the wall to push back into Rea, but she started to slip. She grabbed onto the showerhead above her. Rea began to pump into her as she heard his breathing becoming rapid.
He didn't seem to notice her legs shaking as she tried to hold the position. It didn't take long before Karma's body exploded under the touch of his seeking fingers and thrusting length.
Rea's fingers danced over her clit, and her body was in tune with his shaft swelling inside of her. He would come soon. She was positive. That's what she wanted. His shaft moving inside of her called to another orgasm just out of reach.
Her body twitched with a barely contained frenzy. As she got close to coming a second time, she gasped his name and snapped the showerhead off the wall. The stem of water was brutal. Rea turned off the water before the rough spray sliced through both their skins.
"No!" Karma cried with her body strung tight like a bow.
Rea laughed as Karma spun around and threw her wet willing body at him.