In the dimly lit bathroom, the sound of water spraying against the tile floor echoed through the room. A tall, muscular man named Jack stepped into the shower, closing the glass door behind him. The hot water ran down his chiseled abs and bulging biceps, relaxing his muscles after a long day.
As he reached for the body wash, he noticed a figure standing in the corner of the shower, obscured by the steam. It was a woman, her body adorned with intricate tattoos that snaked up her arms and over her breasts. Her dark hair clung to her skin, and her eyes were half-closed in pleasure as the water cascaded down her body.
“I didn’t know we had company,” Jack said, his voice low and husky.
The woman, whose name was Isabella, smiled lazily. “I hope you don’t mind. I saw the water running and couldn’t resist joining you.”
Jack took a step closer to her, his gaze fixed on her full breasts and the way the water beaded on her nipples. “I don’t mind at all,” he said, his voice thick with desire.
Isabella reached out and ran her fingers down Jack’s chest, tracing the lines of his muscles. “You’re so strong,” she murmured, her voice a whisper.
Jack took her in his arms, pulling her close and pressing his lips to hers. They kissed deeply, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths as the water rained down on them. Jack’s hands roamed over Isabella’s body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples.
Isabella moaned, her hands gripping Jack’s shoulders as he teased her nipples. She reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking him slowly as they kissed.
Jack broke the kiss, his lips trailing down Isabella’s neck and over her shoulder. He knelt in front of her, his tongue darting out to taste the water on her skin. Isabella gasped as he licked and nibbled her nipples, her fingers threading through his hair.
Jack stood up, his cock hard and ready. He pressed Isabella against the shower wall, his hands on her hips as he entered her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck as they moved together.
The shower walls echoed with the sound of their moans and the slap of their bodies against each other. Jack’s fingers dug into Isabella’s hips as he thrust deeper and harder, their bodies slick with water and sweat.
Isabella’s head fell back, her eyes closed in ecstasy as she came, her pussy clenching around Jack’s cock. He followed soon after, his orgasm ripping through him as he filled her with his cum.
They stood there, panting and spent, as the water continued to rain down on them. Jack pressed a kiss to Isabella’s forehead, his arms still wrapped around her.
“That was amazing,” he murmured, his lips against her skin.
Isabella smiled, her eyes still closed. “Yes, it was.”
They stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, as the water washed away the evidence of their lovemaking. And for a moment, they were the only two people in the world.
