Savannah arched her back a little, a natural reaction to the attention he was paying her breasts. Most of her boyfriends had been rough, not on purpose but through lack of experience. Savannah had always been too shy, too eager for their attention, to correct them. CJ already knew what he was doing, how to tease them to attention and make them ache to feel his lips again. She pushed her chest out to him in offering, feeling her head bump against the shower wall behind her in the suddenness of the action.
In the meanwhile, her hand continued to slide up and down his erection, encouraged by the water falling over them both.
Time seemed to not matter, nor did the outside world. All that mattered was being in this small box with him and the way he was making her feel, separated from the rest of the universe by the shimmering, flower-covered shower curtain. For as long as the water stayed hot, she wanted to stay in here with him...well, until she got all pruney, anyway.