A cold shower might be appropriate, but tonight there was no more holding back. It was still late afternoon and the temperature was in the high eighties with no breeze. I quickly stripped out of my hot clothing and felt my skin tingle with the cool air and the memory of her touch. The only thing more exciting might be her desire for me. It was a heady elixir, and the combination literally intoxicated me to the point that the only thing I wanted was that magical release.
The shower felt good, and as I lathered my hair and soaped the rest of my body, the rekindled fire surged through me. Even though it had only been twenty-four hours, I ached for her touch and her taste. This incredible woman was more than I ever thought I deserved. I quivered just thinking about her.
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