In the dimly lit bathroom, the warm water cascaded down her body, beading on her soft skin. Her long, messy hair was slicked back, revealing the intricate tattoo adorning her pubic mound – a delicate, swirling design that only added to her allure.
He watched her from the doorway, unable to tear his eyes away from the water glistening on her curves. He had wanted her from the moment they met, but he had waited, biding his time until she was ready.
She caught his gaze and smiled, crooking a finger in invitation. He stepped into the shower, pulling her close and pressing his lips to hers. She responded eagerly, her tongue darting out to tangle with his.
Their hands explored each other’s bodies, caressing and teasing. He trailed kisses down her neck, nipping at her earlobe and making her gasp. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer.
His hands wandered lower, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. She moaned, arching her back and pressing herself against him. He couldn’t resist any longer – he had to taste her.
He knelt before her, spreading her legs and burying his face in her wet folds. She tasted like heaven, and he lapped at her eagerly, making her moan and writhe. She tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer and grinding against his face.
He slid a finger inside her, feeling her muscles clench around him. She was so wet, so ready for him. He added a second finger, curling them and stroking her G-spot. She cried out, her legs trembling.
He stood, lifting her up and pressing her against the shower wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist, guiding him inside her. He thrust deep, making her moan.
They moved together, their bodies slick with water and sweat. He pounded into her, again and again, until they were both panting and gasping. She clung to him, her nails digging into his shoulders.
He felt the familiar tension building in his balls, the precursor to his release. He groaned, thrusting deeper and harder. She cried out, her muscles clenching around him as she came.
He followed her over the edge, his release triggering her own. She milked him dry, her muscles pulsing around him. He collapsed against her, both of them spent and breathless.
They stayed there, wrapped in each other’s arms, until the water started to cool. Then they stepped out of the shower, dripping and sated, ready to start their life together.
