Pressing her chest against his hand, wanting to feel more on her breasts she moaned into the kiss, both hands now against his neck, nails scraping along his skin as she continued kissing him. You could feel the wanting in everything she was doing, the way she touched him, moved with him, kissed him. The way her moans sounded above the pounding of the shower. Robbie wanted Jack for more than the sex, Robbie just wanted Jack for...himself.
It didn't take much longer, thanks to the great tongue work he'd done below, for her walls to tighten around his cock, her back arching towards him as she tried to stay in the kiss. "Fuck Jack..." Her breathing hitched slightly as her legs circled him tighter.