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a few moves with his fingers, and she felt another surge of moisture. The desire that had ebbed during her acrobatics came roaring back. She shifted outward and downward as much as she could, Cable now holding her waist, and managed to roll the condom over him.
    He boosted her back up and looked her in the eyes. “Now?"
    "Now."
    Instead of the thrust she expected, he slid slowly into her, filling her gradually, holding her gaze with his and letting her see his intensity. When he was inside her as far as he could go, he held still and wouldn't let her move.
    "I'm not going anywhere, Brie."
    Her chest tightened. “I believe you.” Now she leaned forward, holding him tightly, and slid up and down, clenching around him as hard as she could. He groaned and took over the movements, thrusting long, hard strokes and somehow managing to position her so her clitoris got stimulation, too.
    Brianna felt the tingle and tried to urge him on. “Cable, I'm close.” Her fingers tightened on his shoulders and she threw her head back. “Oh, God."
    "Not yet, Brie.” He slowed just a little, pulling her to him now instead of thrusting his hips. She arched, trying to get him to press harder against her G-spot. “Slow down, honey."
    "You did this to me,” she panted, lifting her head and narrowing her eyes at him. “It's your fault I'm so pushy.” She knew what would make him give in. She let go of his shoulder and squeezed her own breast, pinching the nipple and crying out.
    "Damn, you're good.” He obliged by picking up the pace, pounding into her, his own approaching orgasm apparent in the jerkiness of his movements and the first sign of breathlessness. “Okay ... Brie ... we'll do it your way. Come, baby.” He moved one hand to press his thumb against her clit. She screamed as she came abruptly, golden light shattering her vision and waves of purest pleasure washing through her. Cable shouted, and a few thrusts later, it was over.
    Brie clung limply to him, saddened as everything changed. Her legs felt locked in permanent cramps. Her back twinged, and she felt slimy now instead of smooth.
    "Think there's any hot water left in that shower?” she asked after a moment.
    "I hope so. Can you get down?"
    She laughed weakly. “I don't know.” Grimacing, she uncurled one leg, then the other, swaying when her feet hit the wet tile. She looked around.
    "Man, look what we've done to your bathroom. It's going to be mildew city.” Water dripped down the walls and beaded on every surface. A folded newspaper in a rack next to the toilet curled at the edges.
    "I'll clear it out. Let's clean up, first.” He checked the water temperature. “Feels good. Go ahead.” He held the curtain so she could climb in, then followed.
    Showering without letting go of each other was difficult, but Brie didn't want to stop holding him, and Cable seemed to feel the same way. They took turns soaping whatever body part they could reach, regardless of whose it was, and paused frequently for kisses. The water started to get cold, but even after they'd rinsed, Brie didn't want to leave. She laid her head on his chest, their arms around each other, and let the water relax her.
    "Thank you,” she said after a few moments.
    "For what?"
    "For catering to my perversity.” She smiled up at him. “I always wanted to have sex standing up without having to be smacked against a wall."
    Cable laughed. “I'll be happy to oblige you any time. You have impressive strength yourself.” He smoothed a hand over her abdomen and down her thigh. “Maybe next time you can hold me up.” He smacked her lightly on the butt. “But first I think we should get some sleep."
    As they crawled into bed and settled into a classic spooning position that felt nothing but natural, Brianna realized that for the first time in years, everything felt like it was just as it should be.
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    It took four days for Brianna to catch up enough on her sleep that she didn't have the urge to institute