Though this wasn't his first experience with sex in the shower, it was his first experience with sex with Savannah in the shower. That made it a completely unique experience in CJ's mind. No two women were the same, at least not sexually. Certainly not sexually.
It took nothing for him to hold her like that, she weighed so little. More effort was expended in the pumping of his hips to achieve what they both ached for than was expended to hold her in his arms. He loved the feel of her legs locked around his waist as he drove into her. The sounds she made fueled the passion coiling inside him. Some women had no idea what a turn on their open response to the pleasure a guy gave her actually was to that guy.
Shifting her slightly and shifting his own hips, created a new angle and he had to break the kiss to allow his groan the freedom to fall from his lips. It was an intense jolt of stimulation to the body. "Oh god, Savannah," he cried, his thrusts coming a little more quickly and urgently.