In the sleek, modern bathroom, a woman named Seraphina stood before the mirror. She admired her recent pixie cut, the short strands of hair framing her delicate features. The bra she had been wearing earlier lay on the counter, her ample breasts now freed.
A sudden knock on the door startled her. “Seraphina, it’s me, Adrian,” a deep voice called out. Adrian, her longtime friend and occasional lover, had come over unannounced.
She opened the door a crack, her damp skin glistening in the bathroom light. “What are you doing here?” she asked, trying to conceal her excitement.
Adrian, a tall and muscular man, gave her a sly smile. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” he admitted, his eyes roaming over her exposed body.
Seraphina’s heart raced as she stepped aside, inviting him in. Adrian wasted no time, pulling her close and capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. His hands explored her body, caressing her breasts and teasing her nipples.
Breaking the kiss, Seraphina led Adrian to the shower, turning on the water. The warm spray cascaded down their bodies as they continued to kiss, their hands roaming and exploring.
Adrian knelt before Seraphina, his lips finding her wet and waiting pussy. He licked and sucked, his tongue exploring her folds as she moaned in pleasure. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer as he brought her to the brink of orgasm.
But Seraphina wanted more. She turned Adrian around, pushing him against the shower wall. She reached down, grasping his hard cock and guiding it inside her.
They moved together, their bodies slick with water and sweat. Adrian’s hands gripped Seraphina’s hips as she rode him, their moans and sighs filling the bathroom.
Seraphina’s orgasm hit her like a wave, her pussy clenching around Adrian’s cock as she cried out in pleasure. Adrian followed soon after, his cum filling her as they both reached their peak.
As they caught their breath, Seraphina looked at Adrian with a satisfied smile. “I’m glad you couldn’t stop thinking about me,” she whispered, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest.
Adrian returned the smile, his arms wrapped around her. “I always think about you,” he confessed, his lips finding hers once again.
