The feel of Ruth’s hands and lips running down his body sent even more of his blood rushing straight to his c**k. His eyes remained locked on her as she explored him, brushing her fingers over his skin, and then she followed the exploration with her lips. She grazed his hip and he saw her tongue come out to swipe the droplets of water.
“Goddess, Ruth, you are so beautiful,” he murmured.
His hands trembled as he rested them on her shoulders before he slid them along her skin up to her hair. He bent forward to protect her eyes from the water when she looked up at him and smiled. Her eyes glowed with warmth – and a deeper emotion.
“Hand me the soap,” she requested.
He reluctantly released her so that he could hand her the bar of soap. She reached up with one hand. A low moan slipped from
