In the dimly lit bathroom, the sound of water rushing against the tile floor filled the air. A figure stood under the warm stream, head tilted back, letting the water run down their cascading curls, soaking them to the roots. The figure’s back was to the door, a large tattoo of a phoenix in flight adorned their skin, a testament to their fiery spirit.
Behind them, the door creaked open, revealing a tall, muscular man with piercing blue eyes. He watched for a moment, admiring the way the water flowed down the figure’s body, before stepping into the room.
“May I join you?” he asked, his voice deep and smooth.
The figure turned, revealing themselves to be a woman, her eyes sparkling with desire. “I was hoping you would,” she replied, her voice husky with longing.
He stepped closer, pulling her into a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as the water rained down on them. His hands roamed her body, caressing her curves and eliciting soft moans from her lips.
Breaking the kiss, he trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking at the sensitive skin. She arched her back, pressing her breasts against his chest as she ran her fingers through his wet hair.
He continued his descent, cupping her breasts and taking a nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it to a hard peak. She gasped, her fingers tightening in his hair as she pulled him closer.
His hand trailed down her body, slipping between her legs to find her wet and ready for him. He stroked her clit, causing her to moan and writhe against him.
Breaking free from his grasp, she sank to her knees before him, taking his cock into her mouth and sucking him deep. He groaned, his head falling back as she worked her magic on him.
But she wasn’t satisfied yet. She wanted him inside her, filling her up and taking her to new heights of pleasure. She stood, turning around and bracing herself against the wall. He stepped closer, guiding his cock to her entrance and sliding inside with a satisfied sigh.
They moved together, their bodies slick with water and sweat, as they chased their release. He thrust deeper and harder, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through her body.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned, her voice echoing off the tiles as she reached her peak. He followed soon after, filling her with his seed as they both cried out in ecstasy.
As the water began to cool, they stood together, their bodies entwined, basking in the afterglow of their passion. The shower may have been messy, but the sex was worth every drop.
