In the dimly lit bathroom, the sound of water cascading down the tiles filled the air as Seraphina stepped into the shower. Her long, messy hair clung to her shoulders and back, the damp tendrils framing her face and highlighting her high cheekbones. The warm water ran down her toned body, washing away the stresses of the day.
As she stood there, lost in thought, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist, pulling her close. Startled, she turned to find Adrian, his chiseled chest glistening with water and his eyes full of desire.
“Adrian,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the shower.
He leaned in, pressing his lips to hers in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed her body, exploring every curve and crevice as their tongues danced together. She could feel his growing arousal pressed against her, and she moaned softly as he deepened the kiss.
Adrian’s hands moved up to Seraphina’s breasts, cupping them and teasing her nipples into hard peaks. She arched her back, pressing herself further into his touch as he continued to kiss and nibble at her neck.
Breaking the kiss, Adrian knelt before Seraphina, his eyes never leaving hers. He leaned in, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it. Seraphina gasped, her hands reaching out to tangle in his wet hair as he continued to lavish attention on her breasts.
Slowly, Adrian’s hand moved down Seraphina’s body, tracing a path of wetness and desire. He slipped a finger between her legs, finding her wet and ready for him. She moaned, her hips bucking as he began to stroke her clit.
“Adrian,” she gasped, her voice filled with need. “Please.”
