As I stepped into the shower, the water flowing over my naked body, I felt a shiver of anticipation run through me. I had been thinking about him all day, fantasizing about his touch, about his heat, and about his passion. And now, as I stood there, I knew that I was about to experience all of those things in a steamy fling that was sure to take my breath away.
I closed my eyes, letting the water wash away the last remnants of the day, and as I did, I felt his hands on me. They were strong, firm, and unforgiving, and they moved over my body like waves crashing against the shore. I felt my nipples harden, my skin tighten, and my heart race as he took control, pushing me against the wall of the shower and holding me there with one hand while he reached down with the other.
He cupped my sex, his fingers slipping between my folds, and as he touched me, I moaned, my legs turning to jelly. His touch was electrifying, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body, and as he began to stroke me, I felt a wave of desire create in my core, threatening to consume me.
I opened my eyes, looking up at him through the misty steam of the shower, and as I did, I saw the lust in his eyes. He wanted me, needed me, and in that moment, I knew that I was gonna give in to his every desire.
He lifted me, carrying me over to the bench in the shower, and as he sat me down, I felt his mouth on mine. His lips were soft and sweet, his tongue probing my mouth, and as we kissed, I felt my body surrender to him, giving in to his every whim.
He took me then, his hands trailing down my body, caressing my curves, and as he reached my breasts, he teased my nipples, pulling and pinching them until I was begging for more. And then he moved down, his lips and tongue exploring every inch of my skin, his fingers sliding inside me and stroking me until I was on the brink of a powerful orgasm.
I was lost in the moment, completely consumed by his touch, and as I came, I felt my body explode in pleasure, my muscles convulsing around his fingers as he drove me to the edge of a cliff. And then, just as I wondered I could take no more, he pulled away, leaving me gasping, breathless, and completely satisfied.
But he wasn’t done yet. As I recovered from my orgasm, he stood up, pulling me up with him, and then he turned me around, pushing me back against the shower wall. And then he entered me, his hard cock filling me up, stretching me, and taking me to new heights of pleasure.
He moved inside me, thrusting hard and fast, and as he did, I felt his passion surge. His hands were on my hips, guiding me, urging me on, and as we moved together, I knew that I was experiencing something unlike anything I had ever felt before.
And then, just as before, I felt it building within me, that wave of pleasure that was about to crash over me and leave me trembling in ecstasy. I tilted my head back, letting out a loud moan, and as I did, my body convulsed around his thrusting cock, pulling him deeper inside me and driving him to his own orgasm.
We collapsed against each other, both of us panting, our bodies slick with the shower water and the sweat of our passion. And as we stood there, shivering and gasping for breath, I knew that I had experienced something truly special.
We stayed in the shower for a while longer, letting the warm water wash over us, and as we stood there, I could feel his eyes on me, his touch ever-present. And as he leaned in to kiss me once more, I knew that this was just the beginning of a steamy fling that was sure to be filled with heat and passion.