Kinsley
The hot water is sluicing off Scott's broad shoulders, and I slide my hands across his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin as I lather up his pecs.
He watches me with a delighted expression, his eyes twinkling like the stars in the night sky. I can't help but admire his impressive physique—his broad shoulders, slim waist, and each and every ab on his cut body.
"I thought we were only going to shower," Scott points out when I trace my tongue over his v-lines. His c**k is growing harder, and I grab it, lightly squeezing his hardness in my fingers. I know he can feel my desire for him.
"We were, but..." I hum, blushing a bit when his lips curve in an amused smile. It seems my arousal entertains him, and I playfully reach behind him to squeeze his butt. It's round and firm, and I
