With a growl of desire, Miguel lifted Joanna against the shower wall and entered her slowly, his hips moving in a rhythmic motion. Joanna gasped, her nails digging into his back as he thrust deeper and deeper.
"You feel so good," he murmured, his lips against her neck. "I never want to stop."
"Don't," Joanna moaned, her body shuddering with pleasure. "Don't ever stop."
Miguel continued to thrust, his rhythm increasing as Joanna's moans grew louder. The heat of the shower and the steam from their bodies created a haze of passion, as their breathing grew ragged and their skin slick with sweat mixed with water.
"I'm going to come," Miguel whispered, his voice thick with emotion.
"Me too," Joanna gasped, her back arching as she reached her climax.
