In the dim light of the bathroom, the silhouette of Veronica’s figure was accentuated by the steamy glass shower door. Her wide hips beckoned to him, a siren’s call that James couldn’t resist. This was their little secret, the thrill of almost being caught, heightening their arousal.
James quietly entered the bathroom, his gaze fixed on her voluptuous figure. Veronica, feeling his presence, turned around and their eyes met. She smiled, running a sudsy hand over her ample curves. Her back was partially exposed, allowing James a tantalizing glimpse of her bare skin.
Without a word, he stepped closer, his fingers tracing the line of her hip. Veronica leaned into his touch, her breath hitching as his lips found hers. Their kiss was hungry, filled with promise. James’ hands roamed her body, feeling the heat of her skin through the thin layer of soap and water.
Breaking the kiss, Veronica reached behind and turned off the shower. The room filled with an intimate silence, broken only by their heavy breathing. She took his hand, leading him to the plush bathmat. Veronica’s body glistened under the soft bathroom light, her curves even more enticing.
James knelt before her, his hands resting on her hips. He placed a soft kiss on her lower belly, feeling her muscles quiver under his touch. Veronica ran her fingers through his hair, urging him lower. James obliged, his tongue tracing a path down to the apex of her thighs.
Veronica gasped as his tongue made contact, her fingers tightening in his hair. James explored her folds, tasting the sweet mix of soap and her arousal. His fingers joined in, sliding in and out of her slick entrance. Veronica’s moans filled the room, urging him on.
Suddenly, she pulled him up, her lips crashing against his. Veronica tasted herself on his lips, a heady reminder of her control. She pushed him onto the bathmat, straddling him. Her hips moved rhythmically, grinding against his growing arousal.
James’ hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements. Veronica’s head fell back, her moans echoing in the bathroom. The sound of their bodies moving together, the slickness of her arousal, and the heat of their skin was intoxicating.
With a gasp, Veronica leaned forward, her hands braced on his chest. James’ thrust upwards, filling her completely. Her moans turned into gasps, her body trembling with pleasure. They moved together, their rhythm in sync.
James’ hands moved to her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples. Veronica arched into his touch, her moans growing louder. The sound of their bodies slapping together, their moans, and the scent of their lovemaking filled the bathroom.
With a final thrust, they found their release. Veronica collapsed onto James, her body spent. He held her close, his hands stroking her damp hair. They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies entwined, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
In the dim light of the bathroom, their bodies glistening with sweat and soap, they shared a soft kiss. This was their secret, their little escape. And for now, that was enough.
