The sound of the shower was the only thing that could be heard in the otherwise quiet hotel room. The steam billowed out of the bathroom, covering the mirrors and fogging the air. After a long day of travel, this was exactly what Emma needed. She had checked into the hotel just as the rain had started to pour down outside. It wasn’t the romantic getaway she had envisioned, but it would do. She stripped down and stepped into the shower, letting the hot water wash away her tension and stress.
As she was getting lost in the moment, she felt a draft of cold air against her back. She turned around to discover a man standing there in the shower with her. He was tall, muscular, with caramel skin and smooth tattoos that snaked up his arms. Emma didn’t know what to say or do.
“Hi,” the man said, his deep voice filled with a hint of amusement. “The front desk double-booked us, and I was told this was the only available room. I hope you don’t mind sharing the shower.”
Emma was shocked, and for a moment did not know what to say. Her naked body felt vulnerable in front of this stranger, but something about him made her feel safe.
“It’s fine,” she managed to say.
He stepped into the shower, and Emma felt his body brush against hers, sending sparks flying. His warm hands traveled across her back, lathering soap across her skin. Emma could feel her body responding to him, and she felt a deep sense of desire coursing through her veins.
The stranger’s hands worked their way down to her hips, pulling her against him. Emma could feel his hardness pressing against her thigh. She felt him kiss the back of her neck, and she let out a soft moan.
Their bodies were pressed together, the water cascading down their bodies, mixing with their mingling scents. Emma felt the intensity of the stranger’s gaze on her, and she knew that they would end up having sex. She turned around slowly, facing him, taking in his muscular create, soaking in his skin with her eyes.
He pulled her close again, and his hands traveled up to her full breasts. He caressed them gently, and she felt her nipples harden. The sensation was electric. Her hands moved up to his broad shoulders and she kissed him, feeling his mouth open up to her. The water was now pooling around their feet, and the steam was heavy in the air. Emma felt her body pulse with desire, and the stranger pulled back, taking her hand, pulling her out of the shower and wrapping her in a towel.
They made their way over to the bed where he laid her down gently. The stranger climbed on top of her, kissing her neck as he moved lower. Emma felt the heat of his breath between her legs, and she arched her hips up, craving his touch. He slid his tongue along her folds, his mouth working its magic as Emma surrendered to him completely.
He moved up her body, kissing her deeply. Emma felt his hands moving past the waistband of her towel, and she peeled it off, revealing her naked flesh. He massaged her breasts, teasing her nipples with his fingers. Emma was lost in the moment, her body and mind consumed with desire for this stranger who had taken over her senses.
The stranger entered her, slowly filling her up. Emma gasped, feeling the perfect fit of him inside her. He moved in and out of her, his hips grinding against hers in a rhythm that drove her higher and higher. She could feel her orgasm building, and when it finally came, it left her gasping, shaking with pleasure.
The stranger was still inside her, pulsing with life as he brought both of them to the edge of ecstasy. Emma felt him release inside her, and it sent her over the edge once again. They collapsed, panting and spent, their bodies entwined.
The room was still steamy, but the water had turned cold. Emma felt a sense of satisfaction spreading through her entire body, and she knew that this was a moment that would stay with her forever.
The stranger got up and walked back into the shower. Emma watched him as he washed himself off, admiring his toned form from afar. The warm water was still cascading down from above, and Emma closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of the steamy water washing over her skin.
In the shower, the stranger heard Emma moaning behind him, and he knew that she had become aroused once again by watching him. He turned off the water and walked back over to the bed. Emma was lying there, still in a daze from their intense lovemaking.
“I didn’t catch your name,” Emma said, as the stranger sat down beside her.
“Marcus,” he replied, his voice husky with desire. “But I think you already knew that.”
Emma laughed and rolled over to face him. “I think you’re right.”
They lay there, holding each other until the morning sun peeked through the window. They both knew that this was a moment they would never forget, no matter where life took them. For a brief moment, two strangers had found intimacy in the midst of their everyday lives, and it was a moment of pure magic.