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Maddie let out a sigh, keeping her head where it was for an extra second. Then she lifted it back up and took a reluctant step backward.
Saff cleared her throat in a way that sounded just as reluctant as she felt.
"I think it might be easier for you to just shower and carefully rinse the whole area. I don’t want to irritate it too much with the rag.”
Maddie leaned back against the counter. Definitely not the answer she was hoping for.
“I guess if that’s what you think is best,” she muttered, feeling their previous moments of bliss slip further and further away.
Maddie tightened her grip on Saff’s shirt and stepped toward her, moving until their bodies pressed against each other again. Then she leaned forward, finding Saff’s shoulder, then her neck.
She brushed her lips against the slightly damp skin, leaving a soft kiss below her jaw.
“Shower with me,” she whispered, not caring how it sounded like a plea.
“Are you sure?” Saff asked. Then Saff’s lips brushed against her cheek, leaving a kiss in their wake.
A smile consumed her, and she nodded, unable to focus enough to come up with a coherent response.
“Okay,” Saff murmured, leaving another light kiss against her cheek before stepping back.
A moment later, Maddie heard the knob turning and water flowing from the shower head. She checked to ensure the door was still closed, endlessly grateful that her family would probably be gone most of the day.
Then she walked back, easily finding Saff and looping her arm around her.
Saff’s fingers hooked around and pulled off the shirt that was barely hanging onto her shoulders.
Maddie leaned into her touch.
Everything with Saff somehow felt safe. Every touch, every feeling, was like a shield protecting her from the world.
Maddie’s uninjured hand went to the bottom hem of Saff’s shirt.
She slipped her fingertips onto the warm skin beneath the fabric, tracing out onto her hip bone. She felt Saff moving in front of her, then the fabric of the shirt was pulled away as the muscles in Saff’s stomach moved and tightened beneath her hand.
Maddie swallowed, her throat suddenly going dry.
She ran her hand out past her hip bone and onto her back, then gently pulled her forward until their bodies met.
Warmth bloomed across her abdomen, then quickly traveled downward as she felt Saff’s bare chest press against her own.
Saff’s lips found hers, but they moved differently than before.
It wasn’t urgent or frantic. It was—more. And feeling that intense want behind the kiss brought back the instant heated pulse between her thighs.
She reached forward, grasping for the front of Saff’s pants. She quickly pushed them down on her hips while Saff kissed down her neck, sending new electricity through her body.
She moaned into the touch as Saff hooked her thumbs inside the hem of the sweatpants she’d been wearing and tugged both the sweats and her underwear down her legs in one motion.
Cold air rushed between her legs, and she immediately felt the remnants of the previous orgasm trickle down her bare thigh.
They broke apart just long enough for Saff to guide them into the shower beneath the warm water.
In the back of her mind, she knew it wouldn’t stay warm for long, but it didn’t matter. She’d go into freezing cold water every day if it meant being with Saff.
She reached for her, pulling their bodies together again, and everything in her felt like it was on fire as she felt Saff’s completely bare skin against her own.
Saff turned them, pressing Maddie’s back against the wall of the shower.