He felt as hard as steel inside her. Weed and Viagra - he was starting to see what she'd meant.

"Fuck. Jesus," Cassidy breathed out when she broke the kiss. He set his hands all the way down on the ledge and pressed his hips up toward her. His eyes dropped to her breasts, but the sloshing of water around them made it hard to keep them lowered for long. So he watched her face instead - the haze in her eyes, the shape she made with her mouth when she was getting close.

"Go on and treat yourself..." he continued to encourage her in a low, quiet voice, hovering his lips close to hers so she could kiss him again if she liked. "Does that feel good?"