As soon as we stepped into the shower area, warm water cascaded down from above.
Just moments ago, while naked and making love at the sink, I had thought the sensation was already intense enough. But now, this sudden warmth enveloped me, instantly relaxing my entire body.
Even Mia seemed to melt into relaxation, her weight pressing against me, chin resting on my shoulder, warm breath trailing down it.
The feeling was beyond comfortable and pleasurable.
There were no shelves in the bathroom, so I had to hold her while reaching over to the toilet to grab the body wash.
With one hand supporting her bottom and the other reaching for the body wash on the toilet, I squeezed out two pumps. After the water from the showerhead rinsed us, I started massaging her back.
Before long, a thick lather of bubbles formed under my hands.
Mia's back and thighs were covered in body wash, making her skin incredibly smooth. She seemed too weak to even hold onto me.
As a result, I had to support her bottom with both hands.
Mia applied a bit of body wash on herself and then spread it on me.
And she focused on washing my cock.
After a few minutes of rubbing, my cock grew hard again, its warmth matching the water flowing from the showerhead.
Mia quickly removed her hand, "Why is it so hot?"
I asked, "Why ask this? You've experienced it so many times, you still can't handle its temperature?"
"Your cock is too hot. Every time it touches me, it feels like I'm getting burned. I can't take it," Mia looked at me with a hint of resentment. "And we don't make love every day."
Her resentful gaze, coupled with her aggrieved tone, made me feel like I hadn't satisfied her.
"What's wrong? Not satisfied? Want it again?" I teased.
"I didn't say that." Mia turned her face away stubbornly, refusing to meet my eyes or look at my expression.
It seemed like she thought a few more glances would reveal her thoughts.
I chuckled, "Alright, it's not that you're not satisfied, it's that I haven't been satisfied."
With that, I ran my hand over Mia's labia, lightly teasing the surface. Her pussy trembled sensitively.
"You may bend over the toilet tank, hold onto it, and let me take you from behind," I suggested, eyeing the toilet tank.
The bathroom fell silent for a few seconds as Mia pondered.
I waited for her answer, feeling confident she would agree to my request.
In fact, I was so sure that I mentally counted down from three, expecting her to agree within three seconds.
'Three.'
'Two.'
'One!'
"Alright, I accept your request." Mia agreed when my countdown just finished.
I let go of her, and she walked towards the toilet on her own.
Though it was just a few steps away, I could see Mia's legs trembling slightly.
"Get into position," I followed her to stand behind her, gently patting her back.
Mia instinctively leaned forward, arching her back, as if an invisible hand was beckoning me to penetrate her with my cock.
Supporting my throbbing cock, I slid it from behind into her vagina, my glans grazing her thick labia.
Her pussy twitched involuntarily a couple of times before adjusting, the pink vaginal opening widening, awaiting my entry.
With the vaginal discharge and the shower water, my glans became even more moist.
With a slight thrust of my hips, my cock slid in.
I could feel the soft flesh tightly gripping my cock.
When I pulled out, some of the soft flesh would come out with it, clinging tightly to my cock.
And when I thrust back in, the soft flesh would be pulled back into her pussy, gripping tightly like the flesh inside her.
It even blocked my way, making it difficult to penetrate further or withdraw easily.
Gritting my teeth, I thrust for a while, feeling her pussy convulsing.
Clamping down on my cock, it seemed to tremble.
After a few hundred of vigorous thrusts, her pussy began to spasm rapidly, and a lot of vaginal discharge was squeezed out, which was a sign of climax.
But this time, I didn't last long, my cock hadn't even grown larger inside her.
"What's going on? How did you climax so quickly after just a few thrusts?" I asked, feeling surprised.
"Or what else do you want? What if you damage my pussy? Will you take responsibility and marry me?" Mia snapped.
I suddenly felt uneasy.
What was happening? Did she intentionally climax to make me feel responsible?
After all, I had been with her all night, and she chose this moment to bring it up?
I said in a low voice. "This doesn't seem right. I have a girlfriend."
"So what? You can have sex with me even though you have a girlfriend, but you can't secretly date me?" Mia sneered.
"But then you'd be the third party between me and my girlfriend. If you're not okay with your partner cheating, would you be willing to be someone else's mistress?" I asked.
Even though Mia had climaxed, I didn't stop thrusting; I just maintained a steady rhythm of shallow and deep thrusts.
Mia responded with moans. "You... mmm... you have a girlfriend an... and you're having sex with me. How... how is that different from being lovers?"
After speaking, Mia revealed a bitter smile, seeming helpless and uncomfortable.
I could sense she was on the verge of tears.
Hearing this, my heart felt like it was being squeezed, aching so much I could hardly breathe.
I retorted, "It's different. If we're not in a relationship, our connection is purely physical, not interfering with someone else's feelings as a third party."
After all, there was a difference between emotional and physical infidelity.
I just enjoyed the sensation Mia brought me during sex; it didn't mean I loved her.
But with Catherine, it was different. I not only enjoyed the physical aspect with her, but I also genuinely liked her.
Even without sex, just being with her was fulfilling.
"Anyway, you decide it. Hurry and finish, then you can go. It's getting late," Mia said calmly.