When he gripped her hips hard and helped her take him all the way inside of her she bit down on her own lip. She felt really stretched right then and it was almost too much but at the same time not enough.
Right then pulling up on him and squeezing him just didn't seem like enough. It was almost as though he had read her mind because before she knew it he had her pressed against the shower wall and he was pumping into her. She was more turned on than she thought was possible. But he was fucking her in just the way that she needed to be fucked right now.
"Fuck! Kyle!" Grabbing at him to hold on she still wanted more. She knew by now that her nails were digging in and she was squeezing him both inside of her to get more friction and squeezing him about the waist with her legs. Looking into his eyes there weren't words but she wanted more. With all the want she felt she knew she could take more. She had to have more. He was like a drug that she couldn't get enough of.
It was hard for her to even speak at the moment but she managed to get out. "More. Harder." She knew that he'd give her what she needed.