The shower

She enter's the bathroom, and starts the shower. Hot.. she like's it almost scalding. As the steam starts to fill the room, she disrobes; letting her sheer gown drop to the floor. She pulls aside the curtain.... 

The room is scented with lavender... he's been watching her, through the partially open door. The curve of her back, as she steps into the steam and disappears into the hot cascades of water. 

Following, he silently stands just outside the door, studying her shape through the curtain; tracing the lines of her curves with his eyes... he's hungry for her... 

He enters the room quietly, undressing.... pulling the curtain open slowly, he steps in behind her... her back to him. He puts his hands on her hips.. stilling her... she knows what is coming, she knows him... 

Pushing her wet hair to the side, he kisses her neck and the back of her shoulders.. keeping her in place. He reaches around her; pulling her arms above her head, holding them there, with one hand as he slowly traces her breasts. She is slick from the oil she uses... 

His scent and the lavender mingle together as she leans her head back in submission on his shoulder... , his hand comes up and turns her head for a deep wet kiss... he wraps her fingers around the shower head, making her keep them there... using both hands to massage her breasts and stomach... 

She can feel his hardness, and her breathing comes faster as he continues his assault on her senses. Moving from her stomach to her womanhood... his hand cups her, feeling her slickness along with the hot water.... 

Gently rubbing her clitoris, he nudges the back of her knee up to gain better access. She lifts her foot to the side of the tub... She wants him, but cannot say so, until he tells her to ask. Quivering with need, she waits... he is driving her to the edge with just his hands... her buttocks push into him.. 

Finally, he whisper's to her, "tell me" he says, tell me to take you... She almost falls with relief... knowing he will soon be inside her.. "take me" she begs... "take me hard" ...

He does, slamming into her from behind.. he's holding her around the waist, her hands and cheek against the shower wall, water pounding down, in rhythm with his movements... 

The heat, the water, her senses assaulted, by all, him.. she comes in waves as he does, both becoming slack with release... coming to rest against her wet back.. hearts slowing down... He stays inside her... holding her, until she finds her balance... 

He leans over, turning her to him, washing her now... soaping her breasts and privates.. letting her soap him... 

Clean, he turns the water off, still holding her... picking her up, stepping out of the shower, he reaches for the towel, and wraps her in it... taking her to the bed... 

Still wet... he starts again..