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As the steam began to fill the shower, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement for what was to come. It had been a while since I had felt the intense passion that I craved and I knew that this shower with him would satisfy those desires.

I watched as he undressed, his body muscular and toned in the warm glow of the bathroom lights. He caught me watching and grinned, stepping into the shower alongside me. The water was hot and stinging against my skin, but I welcomed the sensation as we wrapped our arms around each other.

Without a word, he pressed me closer to him, his hands exploring the curves of my body through the shower’s misty haze. I gasped as he pinched my nipples, sending a jolt of excitement through my body. He kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth in a way that made me feel like I was drowning in his passion.

We broke aside momentarily, I leaned back against the wall of the shower, the water rushing over me as I watched him. He stepped closer, his hands exploring my body, the anticipation building inside of me until all I could focus on was the feeling of his hands on my skin.

As he kissed me again, he began to slowly knead my breasts, his fingers massaging them in a way that made me moan out loud. We were both lost in the moment, lost in each other’s touch. The steam was thick and hot around us, making the heat and intensity of our desire even more intense.

Without warning, he turned me around, pressing me up against the shower wall and pushing my legs aside. I rested my arms on the wall as he entered me from behind, the hot water washing over us both. It was primal and electric, the feeling of his body taking mine with such force. I could feel the tension create inside of me, the excitement of it all nearly overwhelming me.

As he thrusts into me, the steam began to thicken around us even more, adding to the sense of intensity. The water was beating down on us, but all I could focus on was the way he made me feel. That delicious friction between our bodies, the feeling of the steam and water and the way he thrusts inside of me, all of it combining to build a feeling of absolute ecstasy.

Time seemed to stand still as we moved together in the shower. We were lost in each other’s touch, in each other’s passion. Every move he made sent me higher and higher, until I was on the brink of climax. It was as if every nerve in my body was on edge, every sense heightened, every sensation exquisite.

Finally, with a cry, I exploded over the edge, my body lit up in the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced. He followed soon after, his body tensing and releasing as he found his own release inside of me.

We collapsed against the shower wall, the steam and water continuing to beat down on us, the only sounds being our ragged breaths, slowly calming down as our passion settled.

As we got out of the shower, the heat from our bodies still warming the steam-filled room, I couldn’t help but wonder how long it would be before we felt that intensity again. But for now, we were satisfied, and the memory of that night lingered with us for a long time to come.
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