CJ heard the sound of her head meeting the shower wall and his hand automatically lifted to cup and soothe her scalp, his fingers massaging gently. The friction she created with her hand around his shaft had his hips gently swaying in response. He couldn't get any harder and his thoughts shifted to his need to be inside her but not until she was ready. One thing he wasn't was an over eager lover without the patience and attentiveness enough to make sure she wanted him as badly as he wanted her. What fun was that?
His fingers drifted down her abdomen, over her pelvic bone, and still lower to explore between her folds. CJ's fingers were never clumsy and only rough when the situation called for it. He could smell her scent as he touched her, one finger sliding inside to test her readiness. His lips closed over hers and his tongue requested entrance into the warmth of her mouth as his finger moved inside her.
Savannah was talented with her hands and he was practically aching for a connection, the kind that would satisfy them both.