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As she stepped into the shower, Sarah’s mind was filled with thoughts of him. Her body responded with a growing desire, a dampness that was already starting to saturate the tiny lacy black underwear she had put on just for him.
She stood there under the hot water for a moment, sensing the heat penetrate her skin, feeling how the steam filled her lungs. She closed her eyes, tilting her head back to let the water run over her face, down her throat and onto her chest, which was rapidly rising and falling with increased anticipation.
She heard the door open and the sound of his footsteps, and suddenly, her heart began to race. She didn’t know if she could face him just yet, not with her body already damp with desire, but she knew he wouldn’t leave her waiting long. She turned slowly, facing him with a confidence that belied her true feelings.
“Did you want some company?” he asked, his voice low and seductive.
Sarah nodded, her mouth suddenly too dry to speak. She watched as he undressed slowly, his body bare beneath the steamy air. His eyes never left hers as he stepped into the shower, closing the door behind him.
He leaned in to kiss her, his tongue exploring her lips, and she moaned softly into his mouth. Their naked bodies were pressed together under the water’s pressure, and he reached between her legs, stroking her clit with his fingers as she gasped and arched her back.
“I want you,” she whispered, hoarse with desire. “Fuck me hard.”
He pressed her up against the wall, his hands gripping her hips as he entered her wetness with a single thrust. She cried out, her nails digging into his flesh, and he began to move, his body powering into her with a force that shook her to her core.
It wasn’t long before Sarah felt the rise of her orgasm, her body convulsing as he pounded into her again and again. She clutched him tightly, screaming his name as she came, her juices running down his thighs as he continued to thrust into her.
As the water cascaded down their bodies, washing away the evidence of their passion, they looked at each other with a new understanding. They both knew that this was just the beginning, that their desire for each other was gonna be something that would take them to new heights of pleasure.
And with that knowledge, they turned off the water, wrapped themselves in fresh towels, and set about all the rest of their day, knowing that they had each other, and that they were both equally consumed by the same, Saturated Desire.
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