With a gasp, she breaks the kiss and leans her head back against his shoulder, her eyes closed tightly as she pants for air. "Me too," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of rushing water. "I want that so much..." She tilts her hips forward slightly, offering herself to him even more clearly now.

He groans deep in his throat at the sight of her wetness, and with a gentle push, he urges her back against the tiled wall of the shower.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels him pressing against her entrance. "Ch-Charles..." She bites down on her lower lip, trying desperately not to cry out as he slowly pushes his way inside of her. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before; it's both painful and exquisitely pleasurable at the same time.