*Ivy*
"Shit, we broke your bed". I put a hand over my mouth, trying not to laugh as I look over the side. Yup the mattress that had been up on 4 legs was now on the floor.

Zac leans over me, looking at the short way to the floor. "Whoops, did I do that ? I guess we did break it. I might have gotten a bit to enthusiastic".

"Well you probably better make up a story and call them to fix it". I tell him, happy I am not the one having to make that call.

He shakes his head pulling me on top of him. "Nah I think I'll leave it on the floor for now, so it won't happen again. And leaves no room for a monster to move in under the bed".

"Oh because you still believe in the monster under the bed ? Do you also believe in the one in your closet ?" I ask him giggling.

He puts his hand over my mouth. "Shh you don't want him to hear you say that, he would be very hurt, his name is Igor by the way".

"You are absolutely bonkers". I tell him after removing his hand from my face. "And now I am going to take a shower".

I roll out of bed and try to get up, but my legs simply gives in and I fall back down on the mattress. Zac catches me. "Uhh hello there, falling for me ?"

"Ha ha ha.. are you always such a comedian after sex ? No I got dizzy and my legs kind of gave in". I say, sitting up a little slower.

He rolls onto his stomach, trailing a finger up my spine. "Hmm that happens sometime when the body has been .. uh shaken to the core".

"Confident aren't we now". I let myself fall back, my head resting on his lower back. "So sure it was all your fault ?"

"Yeah kind of". He chuckles, and I get up again, teasingly slapping his ass, hmm that really is a nice ass by the way, before heading for the shower, this time managing to stay on my legs.

*Zac*
I walk into the bathroom, seeing her lean into the shower, stretching up a bit to turn on the water, her shoulders raised slightly to hold her arms. Her shoulder blades visible, tensed under her skin. The ribs in her back, down the narrowing curve to her waist. The gentle, exquisite shape of her ass, with just the slightest hint of a tan line, diagonally across her cheeks. Down her thighs with the shape of regular toning exercise or maybe regular walking not big but toned under the skin. Her calves gently shaped and taught. She really is sexy and beautiful.

The entire image burns onto the inside of my eyelids, God I want to kiss that back from top to bottom, then down the legs coat her nakedness in kisses. I still believe her to be far out of my league, luckily she just haven't realised.

I step up behind her, my hands grabbing her hips, my mouth kissing her neck softly. She turns in my arms, smiling up at me. "Oh you want to join me".

"You bet yourself I do". I send her a cheeky grin back. My hands are taking great pleasure just by touching the skin around her waist, her head nuzzles into my neck. I can feel all her body against mine, her thighs, her stomach, the pressure of her breasts, flattened against my chest, and her rigid nipples, almost biting into my skin, telling me of her passion.

She kisses my neck. "Mmmmmmmmmmm." Escapes me, oh how I love that, she kisses firmer on the tendons of my neck, making my legs feel weak.

I lead her to the shower, she steps in stretching her arms to test the water. It's just right, she steps in and I watch as I stand behind her, the water flattens her hair to her body, water falls over her skin in tiny droplets, I love a wet body and wet hair, especially hers.

I love the way water flows. As a child I would watch droplets race down a window, as an adult, I watch droplets cascade like a rolling ball, sucking in the next downhill droplet, and depositing a trail of tiny droplets behind, from a shoulder, down the curve of a pert breast, the pause on the nipple before the leap off like a base jumper on his latest mission.

I watch them roll down her chest between her breasts as her nipples stiffen further and her hands wash the water all over her.

I pick up the sponge and the body scrub. Squeeze some onto the sponge and rub her shoulders. As I do the soapy bubbles roll down her back, in and out of all the curves, like a child on one of those giant slides they have at the fairground, the bubbles speed up as they travel over all the curves, of her shoulders, down her back, roll over the top of her ass, move back in on her cheeks, the underside of her ass, then speed up over the less curved areas of her thighs and a final bump over her calves.

My hands grab her again, my tongue starting to trace the droplets over her skin, and she moans and squirm. Her hands massaging my chest and shoulders.

*Ivy*
Damn his body really is amazing, those huge biceps, strong wide shoulders, his muscular chest with the dark hair and the flat stomach, with just the hint of a six-pack. Oh damn I think I could touch him forever, constantly finding new sexy parts.

I am almost climbing him, trying to get as close to him as possible, and he grabs my thighs, lifting me up, holding me against the wall with his body. The water running over us, pooling between us before running down to the floor. "What do you want Ivy ?" He mumbles hoarse against my shoulder, his voice laced with passion.

"You, oh God I want you so badly". I moan and his lips claims mine, kissing me deeply, as he thrust into me, stretching me to my limit, making my world spin.

We are kissing passionately, it is tongue and moans, my hands raking over him as it whimper with each thrust, losing ourself in the total abandonment of passion.

As I am swept from this world by a core shaking orgasm, I bite into his shoulder not to scream. Making him pound into me chasing his own end, reaching it a few thrusts later, groaning deeply with his release, resting his forehead against mine.