She swallowed hard.
“My turn.” He plucked the soap from her motionless fingers. His foam-covered hands slicked over her breasts. When he rolled her n*****s between his fingers, her legs weakened. And then he touched her between her legs, sliding over her clit, washing her folds until her knees buckled. He grinned, steadied her, before turning her so her back was toward him.
He removed the flexible shower hose from the overhead clip and dropped it to spray on the tub floor. Taking her hands, he set them low on the shower wall, bending her forward. Her breathing increased.
The curtain slid aside, and a second later, she heard the crinkling sound of a condom wrapper. “Don’t move, little sub. I’m going to take you hard and fast,” he said. Just his voice sent a shudder through her.
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