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“Shit!”

He pumped in and out while he watched her face Water trickled down her forehead Her cheeks were flushed pink, her ainst the tile, her hand balled into a fist

When his thuave out on her, but she steadied herself by grabbing onto his shoulder

He inched up her body, hovering just next to her skin as he , slow kiss Their first kiss

He held it, content to enjoy the feel of her softness, but a quiet moan sparked a desperate need to claiue ou

t, swiping it across her bottom lip, and she parted for hiue searched out new territory, swiping across her teeth, and ue Her hands cupped the sides of his face, and she deepened the kiss He felt it all the way to his toes

He gripped just under her bottoods for the convenience and utilitarianise when he rested her body on the wet tile

She cringed “Cold!”

“Hold on” He pulled her up with one hand; the other grabbed the showerhead and lifted it off the hook He sprayed the tile, waruided her back down

“Are you always a gentleman?”

“I try” His thoughts were nowhere near gentleot a brilliant idea with the showerhead in his hand

The water pulsed hard against his paled as they hit his hand

He aimed the water at her chest and watched it stream down her plu her nipples harden right before his eyes

“I knew I should have taken that water therapy class”

“Feel good?”