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The hot water beat down on Vanessa’s skin, washing away the sweat and grime of the day. Her muscles relaxed, and she breathed a contented sigh. It wasn’t a particularly long or difficult day, but there was all the time something satisfying about a nice, hot shower at the end of it.

She was reaching for the shampoo when she heard the door open. She froze, wondering if one of her roommates had come home early. She craned her neck, trying to catch a glimpse through the foggy shower curtain.

Then a voice shattered the silence. “Hey, Vanessa. It’s me.”

It was Kevin. He was a friend of one of her roommates, and they’d hung out together a few times. But they’d never been alone together, and Vanessa couldn’t help feeling a little uneasy.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

“I needed to take a shower,” he said.

A flush of anger rose up inside her. “You couldn’t wait until I was done?”

He chuckled. “I didn’t think it would take so long.”

Vanessa sighed. She hated feeling rushed in the shower, but she knew she couldn’t keep Kevin waiting. Without another word, she began washing the shampoo out of her hair.

Kevin slipped into the shower behind her, his body pressing against hers. At first, it was just a casual touch, the sort of thing that happens when two people are forced to distribute a cramped space. But then he leaned in closer, his breath hot on her ear.

“God, you smell amazing,” he said.

Vanessa’s heart rate picked up as he ran his hands down the length of her back. She knew she should protest, tell him to stop. But something kept her rooted in place, unable to move or speak.

His fingers found their way to the small of her back, then lower, cupping her ass. Vanessa swallowed hard, unsure of what to do. It was thrilling, but it was wrong. She barely knew this man.

But then he leaned in and kissed her neck, and all logic flew out the window. She moaned softly, tilting her head to give him better access. His hands roamed over her body, exploring every inch.

Finally, she turned to face him, her cheeks flushed with desire. He kissed her deeply, tongues sliding together. Vanessa felt like she was drowning, but she didn’t care. This was everything she’d ever wanted.

Kevin’s hands found her breasts, and he squeezed them gently. Vanessa arched her back, offering herself up to him. He brushed his thumbs over her nipples, and she gasped.

“I want you,” he breathed.

Vanessa didn’t hesitate. She pushed him up against the wall of the shower and dropped to her knees. He moaned as she took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his length. Every inch of her skin was on fire, and she knew she had to have him.

Kevin’s hands wound through her hair, urging her on. She sucked harder, taking him deeper and deeper. The water pounded down around them, the only sound in the world.

Finally, he pulled her up and spun her around. Vanessa braced herself against the wall as he plunged into her, his hips slamming against hers. It was rough and wild, but she loved it. The feeling of him inside her was overwhelming, filling her with a sense of completeness she’d never experienced before.

They moved together, their bodies slick with soap and sweat. Vanessa cried out as she felt her orgasm building, a wave of pleasure cresting over her. Kevin pounded harder, his fingers digging into her hips.

And then they both went over the edge, screaming each other’s names. Vanessa clung to him, her body shaking with pleasure. It was like nothing she’d ever felt before.

As they stood there, still catching their breath, Vanessa knew they couldn’t let anyone else know what had happened. But she didn’t care. It was worth it, every single moment of it.

From that day on, every time she stepped into the shower, Vanessa was reminded of the passion and desire she’d felt with Kevin. It was a heady mixture of lust and longing, and she couldn’t get enough. And as long as they kept it a secret, she knew that their drenched desires would never run dry.
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