In the dimly lit bathroom, the scent of lavender and sandalwood filled the air as a woman stood in front of the mirror, applying her favorite shade of red lipstick. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back in soft waves, the ends brushing against her lower back. She wore a silk robe, the fabric whispering against her skin as she moved.
Behind her, a man watched with a hungry gaze. He couldn’t resist the allure of her long hair, the curve of her hips, or the way her lips looked as she applied the lipstick. He stepped closer, wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling her neck.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” she said, her voice low and sultry. She turned to face him, her lips painted a bold red. Before he could respond, she leaned in and kissed him, her lips soft and warm against his.
The kiss deepened, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other’s mouths. He ran his hands through her long hair, pulling her closer as they kissed. She moaned softly, her hands running down his chest and undoing the belt of his robe.
Without breaking the kiss, they stepped into the shower, the warm water cascading down their bodies. She reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking him as they continued to kiss. He groaned, his hips thrusting forward as she continued to touch him.
He reached down and pulled her robe off, his hands exploring her body as the water ran down her curves. She gasped as he touched her breasts, her nipples hardening under his fingers. He leaned down and took one in his mouth, sucking and nibbling as she moaned.
He lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he entered her. She moaned, her head thrown back as he thrust into her. He kissed her neck, his hands gripping her ass as he fucked her against the shower wall.
She reached down and touched her clit, her fingers moving in rhythm with his thrusts. She moaned, her muscles clenching around him as she came. He groaned, his own orgasm following close behind.
They stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the water running down their bodies as they caught their breath. She leaned in and kissed him, their lips meeting in a soft, sweet kiss.
“I love you,” he whispered as they broke apart.
“I love you too,” she replied, her lips curving into a small smile.
They finished their shower, their bodies entwined as they washed each other. The rest of the night was spent in each other’s arms, their bodies and hearts connected in a way that only true love can bring.
