It was almost four in the morning by the time Cassie finished her last batch of muffins and finally made it upstairs. Sam was asleep on his side of the bed, and she quietly climbed in beside him. She knew that she wouldn't be able to sleep with all the excitement, but just resting would do her some good.
Before she knew it, Sam's alarm was going off, and he groggily reached over to turn it off. He rolled over to face her, smiled when he saw that her eyes were open, and leaned in to kiss her cheek. "Morning."
"Morning," she replied, and she reached for his hand to interlock her fingers through his.
"How'd you sleep?" Sam asked her, and she gritted her teeth. Sam smirked and shook his head. "You didn't sleep, did you?"
"I tried," she insisted. "I had too much going on in my mind to actually sleep, but I did rest my eyes for a few hours."
"Well, that's something," Sam said, and he smiled as he squeezed her hand. "It makes me really happy to see you so excited."
Cassie grinned. "It's been so long since we've seen her."
Sam nodded in agreement. "Very long."
"She's been so far away."
"Very far," he agreed.
"I mean, I absolutely love that she's out there exploring the world, but – "
"But it stinks that the world has to be so far away," Sam finished.
"Yup," Cassie confirmed, and then she smiled at him. "But at least I get some time with her before she heads back out into the world."
Sam smiled and nodded. "And I'm sure you'll make the most of every second that she's home."
"That's the plan," Cassie replied.
"If she's not too busy eating muffins," Sam teasingly added, and Cassie laughed. He smiled and leaned in for a kiss. "I have to go take a shower."
Sam climbed out of bed and walked to the bathroom. He turned on the shower so it could warm up while he went about his normal morning bathroom routine, and then disrobed and stepped into the shower.
Cassie was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. Everything was quiet except for the faint sound of the running water in the bathroom, and she found herself thinking about her husband in the shower. Envisioned him soaping himself up and letting the water wash the bubbles down the muscular curves of his body.
Oh, man... his body. He had an amazing body – fit, toned, sexy, and every other word that could be used to describe a body in perfect physical shape. That was Sam. That was what she got to stare at across the dinner table, to cuddle up with on the couch, to make love to in their bed. She loved running her hands over his skin, letting her fingertips explore every dip and curve of his muscular form.
Cassie hadn't even realized that while she was lying in bed thinking about him, her hand had found its way between her legs. It had slipped into her panties and she was gently rubbing her clit, imagining it was Sam touching her. Oh, God, how good he was at touching her, and at making sure she was always satisfied. She was wet just thinking about him and all the things he loved to do to her.
Cassie glanced over toward the bathroom door, and then climbed out of their bed and walked quietly toward it. Sam didn't hear his wife walk into the bathroom.
He didn't hear his wife brush her teeth.
He didn't hear his wife take off her clothes.
He did, however, hear when she tapped on the glass door.
It startled him, and he turned toward the door, seeing the blurred outline of her through the glass. "Cassie?" he said as he pulled open the door. His first instinct was that she just needed to ask him a question, so he was taken aback when he saw her standing there completely naked. His eyes widened. "Wow. Good morning again."
Cassie smiled at him. "Want some company?"
Even in his state of surprise, Sam still managed to quickly reply, "I do, yes." He stepped back so she could join him.
Cassie stepped into the shower under the stream of water, let it run over her for a few moments, and then slicked her wet hair back. She stood in front of him and he wrapped his arms around her. "This is a nice surprise," he commented, smiling at her. "You're not too tired?"
Cassie shook her head. "Nope. I'm energized."
"Because of who's coming home later?"
Cassie shook her head again. "No, because of who's standing in front of me right now." She ran her hands up the front of his body and cradled his neck in her hands. "Because of you, Sam."
She pulled him closer until his lips met hers, and Sam's hands went to her sides, sliding up and down her body as they kissed. He couldn't get enough of her body… delicate but strong, with beautiful, perfect curves, and smooth, soft skin that his fingers were addicted to touching.
When they separated, Cassie coyly asked, "So… do you want to know what I was just doing on the bed?"
Sam raised an eyebrow. "Uh, the answer is always yes to that question."
Cassie smiled and rested her hands on his arms, gliding her fingertips over his wet biceps. "I was thinking about you being in here, in the shower."
"And?" he prompted her.
"And I was getting turned on thinking about it," Cassie continued, purposefully and playfully dragging out the story.
"And?" he prompted her again.
Cassie leaned in closer to his lips and kissed him so softly he could barely feel it. "And I started touching myself, Sam," she whispered.
Sam groaned with pleasure at the image of that. "I'm sorry I missed that."
"Well, I'd be happy to give a live reenactment," Cassie offered with a sexy wink.
Sam smiled. "I'm going to raincheck that offer for when I can enjoy it longer. Right now, we have a time crunch."
"We do," she agreed. "Work calls… life calls."
Sam ran his hands down the front of her body and then back up to her shoulders, and he squeezed them affectionately. "God, I wish I had longer to spend on this body right now."
"It's not going anywhere," Cassie assured him. "You have the rest of your life to spend on it."
Sam grinned. "That's right… I do, and I will."
"I have no doubt," she said, smiling.
Sam backed her up against the side wall of the shower, and brought both of her hands up over her head. He pinned her wrists to the wall as his mouth moved down to her chest. He began kissing her breasts, sucking on her nipples, tugging on them with his teeth, and Cassie was responding in all the ways that drove him crazy. Groans, whimpers, soft moans of pleasure.
Her body was already throbbing from head to toe. As much as she wanted to touch him, she loved when he held her hands down, and he knew that… he knew that it would give her an extra burst of arousal.
When he lifted his head from her chest, he let go of her hands, and she immediately reached for his cock. As she began stroking it with one hand, her other hand massaged his balls, and the sensations of pleasure that rushed through Sam's body were heavenly. Nothing felt better in the world than the way his wife made him feel.
Sam leaned in to kiss her, groaning softly as her hands continued down below. He slid his hand down her back to her thigh and urged it upward until her leg was hooked around his waist.
Cassie guided his cock to her center and Sam groaned as she rubbed the tip of him against her folds. She moved him up and down gently a few times before positioning him right where she wanted him, and then she looked up at him. She smiled and cutely sucked her lower lip into her mouth between her teeth, waiting for him to make the next move.
With his gaze locked with hers, he pushed forward and slid his length into her, and she exhaled a soft moan as he filled her. "Oh, God," she breathed out, and leaned her head back against the wall, humming contently. "Mmm."
Sam began moving inside of her, and wasted no time settling into a quick, steady pace. She wrapped her arms around his neck as their wet bodies moved together in a perfect rhythm.
"You feel so good, Cassie," Sam muttered into her ear before kissing the side of her neck.
Cassie was letting out a soft moan with every single thrust, each time he was buried inside of her, and Sam loved it. Loved making her make those sounds. Loved making her feel good. Loved turning her on and bringing her pleasure.
Sam reached his hand down to lightly rub her clit as he slammed his cock into her. He was moving his fingers deliberately slowly, wanting to build up her arousal without making her come yet. He had other plans for finishing her off.
Sam dipped his head down to her chest and played with her breasts with his mouth. Cassie's hands were gliding over his body, through his wet hair, staying in constant motion. She just wanted to touch him, to feel him, to be connected with him however she could.
When Sam knew his wife was craving a climax, he slowed down his thrusts and reached for the detachable shower head. He pulled it from the base and adjusted it to the pulse setting.
He lowered the shower head and aimed the concentrated stream of water at her clit, and Cassie's mouth dropped open immediately from the intense sensations. It wasn't the first time they had used it this way – they'd used it together before, and she'd used it alone, and it always gave her amazing orgasms.
"Oh, God, Sam," Cassie panted and nodded her approval. "Right there, don't move."
As she wished, Sam held it still and watched as the stream of water against her clit drove her over the edge. Her orgasm was intense and powerful, draining the energy from her body until she weakly fell against him for support. "Oh, my God," she moaned against his shoulder. "Jesus."
Sam returned the shower head to its base, and then resumed his hard, deep thrusts until he exploded inside of her. He groaned loudly as he came, and hugged Cassie tightly to his body, not wanting to separate from her. She hugged him back, her hands gently dragging up and down his back while they were both quiet for a few moments.
Finally, they separated and smiled at each other, and Sam rested his hands on her waist. "Well..." he started.
"Well, that was a pretty good way to start the day," Cassie supplied.
Sam chuckled and nodded in agreement. "I'll say… I certainly worked up an appetite for breakfast."
Cassie smiled and ran her hands up his arms to his shoulders. "Oh, good, because I baked plenty of muffins."