Day 1: Shower Sex

Steam filled the bathroom, curling lazily around the ceiling as the hot water cascaded from the showerhead, the sound of it splashing against the tiles blending with the quiet hum of the bathroom fan. Alex stood under the spray, her hands smoothing her hair back, eyes closed as she tried to focus on the long day ahead. She had to get to the studio, had a million things on her schedule, and the last thing she needed was a distraction.

But, of course, Maggie Brener was the embodiment of distraction.

The door to the shower creaked open, and before Alex could even open her eyes, she felt the cool rush of air as Maggie stepped into the warm confines of the shower, her presence immediately commanding the space.

"Maggie," Alex groaned, opening her eyes to see Maggie's familiar, mischievous smirk. She was completely naked, her skin already slickening under the water, and she looked every bit like someone who had no intention of leaving anytime soon.

"I don't have time for this today," Alex added, trying to inject some firmness into her voice, but even as she spoke, her resolve was wavering. Maggie had that effect on her—turning her carefully planned day into an afterthought.

Maggie's smirk only widened as she stepped closer, her body pressing up against Alex's in one fluid motion, the slickness of their wet skin melding together. "You always say that," Maggie whispered, her voice low and teasing, her lips brushing against Alex's ear. "But we both know you're going to make time."

Alex's breath hitched, her back pressing against the cold tile wall as Maggie's body pinned her in place. "I have to be at the studio," Alex insisted, but the tremor in her voice betrayed her.

Maggie's hands were already sliding down Alex's sides, her fingers grazing her hips, moving with deliberate slowness. "The studio can wait. You can't."

Alex swallowed hard, her heartbeat quickening as Maggie's hands roamed lower. She was supposed to be in control. She was always in control. But Maggie had a way of stripping that from her, making her want to give in, making her need.

The hot water beat down on them both, the warmth contrasting with the chill of the tiled wall against Alex's back. Maggie's lips hovered just over Alex's mouth, teasingly close, but not touching. "You're not going anywhere until I say so," Maggie murmured.

Alex's body reacted despite herself, the heat from the water and from Maggie's proximity stirring something deep inside her. Her legs parted instinctively, her mind screaming at her to resist, but her body was already betraying her.

"I don't have time," Alex repeated weakly, her hands coming up to push Maggie away, but it was half-hearted at best. Her palms pressed against Maggie's chest, but they didn't push—they lingered.

Maggie smiled, knowing she had already won. She leaned in closer, her lips finally meeting Alex's in a slow, heated kiss that left Alex breathless. Maggie's mouth was soft, but the kiss was anything but. It was demanding, controlling, pulling Alex further into the haze of desire.

"Maggie," Alex gasped, breaking the kiss, her hands gripping Maggie's shoulders now, her fingers digging into the slick, wet skin. "I—"

"You'll go when I'm done with you," Maggie cut her off, her voice dark and full of promise. Her hands slid lower, over Alex's thighs, parting them further, her fingers brushing teasingly close to where Alex wanted them most but not quite touching yet.

The teasing was unbearable. The feel of Maggie's breath on her neck, the way the water cascaded down their bodies, making every touch more intense—it was all driving Alex to the brink. Her body was already on fire, every nerve alight with anticipation, and Maggie hadn't even begun.

"You're going to let me take my time," Maggie whispered against Alex's ear, her fingers now teasing the inside of Alex's thighs. "And you're going to love every second of it."

Alex's breath hitched, her back arching slightly against the tiles, her body completely pinned between the cold wall and Maggie's firm, unyielding form. Maggie's hand slid up, fingers grazing Alex's wet folds, teasing but not quite giving her the pressure she craved.

"Maggie," Alex's voice was a breathless plea now, her resolve crumbling entirely.

Maggie chuckled softly, her fingers finally pressing against Alex's slick heat, but still teasing, still playing. She watched as Alex's eyes fluttered shut, her lips parting slightly, a soft gasp escaping her. "I told you," Maggie whispered, her breath hot against Alex's neck, "you don't have time. You're mine right now."

Alex's body was betraying her completely now, her legs trembling as Maggie's fingers began to explore her more fully, sliding through the wetness with deliberate slowness. Alex's head fell back against the wall, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

"God, Maggie," Alex whispered, her voice thick with need.

But Maggie didn't respond with words. Instead, she shifted slightly, pressing Alex harder against the wall, her fingers sliding inside her with a slow, deliberate thrust. Alex let out a soft, strangled moan, her legs shaking as Maggie's fingers filled her, stretching her in just the right way.

The water from the shower was still pouring over them, mixing with the heat of their bodies, making everything more intense. Maggie's fingers moved in slow, deep strokes, her thumb brushing over Alex's clit in a way that made her hips jerk involuntarily.

Alex's hands came up to grip Maggie's shoulders, her nails digging into her skin as she tried to ground herself, tried to keep some semblance of control, but it was slipping away. Maggie was relentless, her fingers thrusting into her at a maddeningly slow pace, building Alex's pleasure with every stroke, but never quite giving her what she needed.

"Maggie, please," Alex gasped, her body trembling with the effort of holding back, of staying quiet. But Maggie wasn't having it. She continued her slow, torturous pace, her lips brushing against Alex's ear as she whispered, "Not yet."

The words were enough to make Alex's legs nearly give out, her body on fire with need, with desperation. She wanted to come, needed to, but Maggie was in control. Maggie always was.

With another slow thrust of her fingers, Maggie pressed her thumb more firmly against Alex's clit, circling it with maddening precision. Alex let out a strangled moan, her body arching off the wall, but Maggie's free hand came up to press her firmly back against the cold tile.

"You're not coming yet," Maggie murmured, her voice dark and commanding. "You're going to wait until I tell you."

Alex's breath was coming in short, desperate gasps now, her entire body trembling under Maggie's touch. Her legs felt weak, her muscles taut with tension, her hands gripping Maggie's shoulders like a lifeline. But Maggie wasn't letting up. She continued her slow, torturous rhythm, building Alex's pleasure to unbearable heights without letting her tip over the edge.

"Maggie, please," Alex whispered again, her voice strained and breathless. "I can't—"

"You can," Maggie interrupted, her voice low and commanding. "And you will. You're going to stay right on the edge for me, until I say you can come."

Alex let out a soft whimper, her head falling back against the wall, her body shaking with the effort of holding back. Every thrust of Maggie's fingers was pushing her closer, every touch of her thumb sending shockwaves of pleasure through her, but she couldn't come. Not yet. Not until Maggie allowed it.

The water continued to pour over them, the sound of it mixing with the ragged gasps of Alex's breath, the room thick with heat and desire. Maggie's fingers were relentless, thrusting deeper, harder now, but still holding Alex just on the edge, never letting her fall over.

Alex's entire body was trembling now, her legs barely able to hold her up, her breath coming in ragged, desperate pants. She was so close, so close she could almost taste it, but Maggie wasn't giving her permission. Not yet.

Maggie's lips brushed against Alex's ear, her voice a dark, teasing whisper. "You want to come, don't you?"

Alex nodded frantically, her body practically vibrating with need. "Yes," she gasped, her voice a breathless plea. "Please."

But Maggie wasn't ready to give in yet. Her fingers slowed again, her thumb circling Alex's clit with maddening gentleness. "Not yet, Alex," she whispered, her voice dripping with control. "You're going to wait."

Alex whimpered, her body trembling, teetering on the edge of release but unable to find the satisfaction she craved. Maggie's teasing, her control, was driving Alex mad with desire, every slow stroke of her fingers building the tension higher. Alex's breath came in short, desperate gasps, her nails digging into Maggie's slick shoulders as she clung to her for support.

"Maggie…" Alex's voice was barely a whisper, her body begging for release, the pressure inside her too much to bear.

Maggie watched her with a predatory glint in her eyes, enjoying the power she held over Alex. Her fingers stilled inside Alex for just a moment before she thrust them in deep, her thumb pressing hard against Alex's clit in just the right way.

"Now," Maggie commanded, her voice low and demanding. "Come for me, Alex."

Alex's body seized, her legs shaking as the orgasm ripped through her, overwhelming and intense. She gasped, her back arching off the wall as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. Her grip on Maggie tightened, her breath coming in ragged, broken sobs as she surrendered completely to the release Maggie had granted her.

Maggie didn't stop, her fingers continuing to move inside Alex, drawing out every last shudder of pleasure until Alex's body finally relaxed, her limbs weak and trembling.

As Alex's breathing began to slow, Maggie finally pulled back, her lips curling into a satisfied smirk. "Good girl," she murmured, brushing a stray lock of hair away from Alex's flushed face.

But Alex wasn't done yet. With a sudden surge of energy, she grabbed Maggie by the shoulders and kissed her hard, their lips crashing together in a fierce, hungry kiss. Maggie let out a surprised moan, her body pressing up against Alex's as the intensity of the kiss deepened. Alex's tongue pushed into Maggie's mouth, claiming her in a way that left no room for question—Alex was taking control now.

Before Maggie could react, Alex slid down to her knees in the shower, her eyes gleaming with newfound determination. The water poured over them, making their skin slick and shiny as Alex positioned herself between Maggie's legs.

Maggie raised an eyebrow, amusement flickering in her eyes. "I thought you didn't have time," she teased, though her voice was already thick with desire.

Alex smirked up at her, her hands gripping Maggie's thighs as she leaned in, her lips brushing against Maggie's most sensitive spot. "What's Stella going to do?" Alex murmured, her voice dripping with confidence. "Fire me?"

Maggie let out a low, breathy laugh, her fingers tangling in Alex's wet hair as she arched her back against the shower wall. "No, I don't think she will."

Alex didn't waste any more time. Her tongue slid between Maggie's folds, slow and deliberate, tasting her, savoring the way Maggie's breath hitched in response. Alex's mouth was hot, insistent, her tongue moving with purpose as she licked and sucked at Maggie's clit, her hands gripping her thighs tighter to keep her steady.

Maggie's breath came in sharp, shallow gasps, her head falling back against the tiles as Alex's tongue worked her over with precision. The contrast of the hot water and the cool air between their bodies only heightened the intensity, the slickness of their skin making every touch, every movement more intense.

Alex didn't hold back, her tongue moving faster now, flicking over Maggie's swollen clit before sucking it into her mouth, the pressure just enough to drive Maggie wild. Maggie's grip tightened in Alex's hair, her hips grinding forward against Alex's mouth as she let out a low, throaty moan.

"God, Alex," Maggie gasped, her body trembling as the pleasure built inside her. "Don't stop…"

But Alex had no intention of stopping. She was fully in control now, her tongue working Maggie with relentless precision. She alternated between slow, teasing licks and harder, faster strokes, pushing Maggie closer and closer to the edge with each movement.

Maggie's legs were shaking, her breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps as Alex's mouth continued to work her over. The heat between them was unbearable, the sound of the water mixing with Maggie's soft moans creating a symphony of desire.

Alex could feel Maggie's body tensing, could sense how close she was. She sucked harder on Maggie's clit, her tongue swirling in a way that made Maggie cry out, her hips jerking forward as she teetered on the brink.

And then, with one final flick of Alex's tongue, Maggie came undone.

Her body convulsed, her fingers gripping Alex's hair tight as the orgasm ripped through her, overwhelming and intense. She gasped, her back arching off the wall as pleasure washed over her in waves, her breath coming in broken, desperate sobs.

Alex didn't stop, her tongue continuing to work Maggie through her orgasm, drawing out every last shudder of pleasure until Maggie's body finally relaxed, her limbs weak and trembling.

When Maggie finally came down from the high, she looked down at Alex with a lazy, satisfied grin. "I thought you didn't have time for this."

Alex smirked, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as she slowly rose to her feet. "I always have time for you."

They stood there for a moment, the water pouring over them, their bodies still humming from the intensity of what had just happened. Alex leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to Maggie's lips, the intimacy of the moment settling over them like a warm blanket.

Maggie chuckled softly, her hands sliding down Alex's sides. "You really are something, Alex Levy."

Alex raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a smirk. "And don't you forget it."