As they laid in bed, Tim held her close as she silently cried. 'Why did her father have to do this, to her, to him' she thought. Yes, she loved to paint but she loved Tim more. She didn't want New York City, she wanted wherever Tim was.

He could tell she was crying despite her attempts to be quiet. 'Damn it' he thought ' am I keeping her from her passion, her success. Should I push her away, push her towards her dream. I'm being selfish. They say if you truly love someone you'll set them free. But, I don't know why, I just can't let her go.'  A tear ran over his cheek as he pulled her closer and drifted off to sleep.

Caroline awoke at 6 am, Tim wasn't in bed. She walked to the bathroom door and silently opened it. Through the shower curtain she was enticed by the outline of his body. She stripped and slowly stepped in. Gently she slid her hand along his back and buttocks. He turned to face her while she placed her hands on his hips. He pulled her close, feeling her wet breasts against him, smashing his lips into hers. They roamed each others bodies through the streaming water, aroused by the sensation. He broke away from her lips, leaning down lifting her breasts, nibbling and sucking on one nipple then the other. She leaned back, pushing her chest upward, moaning with pleasure as she slid her hand down his sides and around until she grasped his fully erect cock in one hand and cupped his balls with the other. He let out a deep gasp at her touch. Suddenly he turned and pushed her up against the shower wall. He grabbed her arms and raised them above her head, holding her wrists with one hand while he smashed into her lips, parting them with his tongue, exploring. He slid his other hand along her breasts, pinching each nipple, then made his way down to between her legs. He slid his fingers between the folds, teasing her clit. She writhed against the wall "please, fuck me, please" she pleaded as he leaned back to look into her eyes. He moved his mouth to her neck humming against it as he continued to tease her clit, sending her closer and closer to the edge. She didn't know how much more she could take. She wanted him, all of him, inside her, deep inside. She tried to wiggle her arms free so she could touch him but he tightened his grip as he continued to tease her. She felt herself about to come when he stopped. He pushed the curtain back, grabbed her and gently placed her on the bathroom floor. He spread her legs wide as she bent her knees to give him full access. He plunged into her with one deep, hard thrust. She screamed out with intense pleasure as he thrusted into her hitting her spot again and again. Watching her as she lifted her hips each time he thrusted into her aroused him even more. His thrusts became faster, she ran her fingers down his back to his buttocks, digging her nails in as they exploded simultaneously. He began to rub her clit again, still deep inside her, keeping her arousal heightened, then leaned down biting her nipples until she rode out another orgasm. Finally spent, he pulled out and laid next to her trembling body. She curled onto her side, sliding up against him pulling his arms around her, content.

A few hours had passed when Tim woke to the cold drops of water on his backside. "What the hell.." he began before he realized he had left the shower running. He quickly got up and turned it off as he grabbed a towel. He knelt back down, "Caroline, sweetie, we have to get up, it's nearly check out time". Caroline moaned a bit "no, 5 more minutes, just 5 more minutes". Tim laughed as he pulled her up to a sitting position "nope, up and at em' girl, it's time to go home" he told her. 

They met everyone in the lobby at the same time. Her parents, Jeff and Jonathon were waiting by the desk to check out as they stepped out of the elevator. 

"Well, it's about time" her father remarked. Caroline's mother budged him in the side.

Tim took a deep breath before saying good morning to everyone. Jeff and Jonathon wanted breakfast and asked if anyone else is interested. Caroline and Tim were, however her parents wanted to get started back home.

"That's fine, I'll call you when we get back" Caroline told them as she gave her mother a hug.

"What do you mean you'll call us, aren't you coming back with us" her father questioned with a look of disapproval.

"No Dad, I am coming home with Timothy and the guys" she replied defiantly as she put her arm through Tim's.

Her father began to say something when her mother pushed him aside " you all be careful on your way home. Timothy, it was great to see you and watch your performance. I really enjoyed it" she told him.

"Thank you ma'am" he replied and "Thank you sir, for driving her out her. We both appreciate it" he told her father.

Her father just mumbled as he picked up their bags and headed for the entrance. "Thank you Dad" Caroline said as he shook his head without saying a word to her. Tim squeezed her hand, he knew she was hurt by his actions.