As the warm water cascaded over my skin, I closed my eyes and let out a sigh of contentment. I loved taking long hot showers, especially after a long day at work. The water was so relaxing and it helped me to unwind and forget about any issues that were troubling me.
But tonight was different; tonight, I was not alone. My lover, Jack, was standing right behind me, his strong hands rubbing circles over my shoulders. I leaned my head back against his chest and let out another contented sigh as he began to knead the tension from my muscles.
As I stood there, I couldn’t help but feel an intense desire coursing through my veins. I wanted Jack, badly. The wondered of his hands touching me and the warmth of his body pressed against mine was almost too much to handle. I turned around to face him, our bodies inches aside.
As our eyes met, I could see the same intensity in his eyes. He reached out and caressed my cheek before leaning in to kiss me deeply. Our lips met in a fiery tangle, and I could taste the desire on his tongue. I reached up to wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me.
I could feel his hard erection pressing against my thigh, and the knowledge that he wanted me as badly as I wanted him sent a jolt of electricity through my body. Without breaking our kiss, he lifted me off the ground and carried me over to the bench in the corner of the shower. He placed me down gently, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him even closer to me.
I gasped as I felt his hands start to roam over my body, touching me in all the right places. His fingers traced the curves of my hips and the swell of my breasts, sending shivers down my spine. I reached down to stroke his cock through his wet boxers, and he groaned into my mouth.
All thoughts of the water swirling around us were forgotten as we became consumed with our passion. The only sounds were our moans and the sloshing of the water under our frantic movements.
Jack lifted me up, turning me around to face the wall. I braced myself against the tiles, pushing my backside out towards him in invitation. He reached around to cup my breasts, squeezing them roughly before trailing his fingers down my stomach towards my throbbing clit.
I moaned as he began to rub circles around my most sensitive spot. The feeling was overwhelming, and I could feel myself getting wetter by the second. I pushed back against his hand, needing him to take me now.
Without any warning, he slipped his thick cock inside me, filling me up completely. I cried out at the delicious sensation, the feeling of him inside me was indescribable. He began to move in and out of me, slamming into me with increasing intensity.
I clung to him desperately, feeling the tension building inside of me with every thrust. I could feel my toes beginning to curl, and I knew that I was close to my orgasm. Jack must have sensed it too because he reached down to rub my clit with one hand as he slammed into me with the other.
The sensation was too much, and I came, hard. I shook with the force of my orgasm, and Jack continued to pound into me until he too let out a guttural scream and emptied himself inside me.
We both collapsed onto the bench, panting and sweating from our intense lovemaking. The water continued to beat down on us, but we were oblivious to everything around us. In that moment, nothing else in the world mattered except for each other.
We stayed like that for what felt like hours, wrapped up in the warmth of each other’s arms. We were both spent but happy, and as the water finally began to run cold, we knew it was time to leave the shower.
We got dressed, and as we left the bathroom, hand in hand, I knew that this was just the beginning of a long and steamy night filled with passion and desire.