([Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kdtgv9/steam_part_1_mforalaffair))
She pulled away from their kiss, eyes dancing, “dinner can wait.” He raised his eyebrow with a twisted grin. She grabs the soap, and a washcloth hands it to him with a playful flourish. “You made me dirty, so you can now clean me up,” her voice deepening to a silky seductiveness. She turns around as he begins to lather her skin. A tenseness plays across her face, as fears crept in. She felt momentarily inadequate; self conscious about the skin she lived in. His hands continued to lather her shoulders, massaging gently. His cock slid across her ass as he worked slowly down her back. She exhaled, feeling his warmth and affection. Their bodies told stories of living, of affliction, sorrow, and joy. His strong hands slid to the small of her back, pressing and untying the knots. She afforded herself a genuine smile and loosened up. He paused to comment “I must have loosened up something in there.” She nodded and sighed contentedly in response. His hands worked down to her lower back, massaging more than lathering. Her skin was becoming slippery, a feeling that she found quite sensual.
He kneeled again, this time behind her, as he began to lather up her ass. His breathing subtly became louder and more excited. She arched her back slightly, pushing her ass a bit closer to his face. His soapy hands slid from her waist to her hips appreciatively, before they roamed greedily on her ass. She smirked as he spent a lot more time on her ass than he did anywhere else. His hands worked down, finding their way to her inner thighs. They slid up and down, sliding up against her pussy. He lingered a bit, a reminder of his lust, before he continued washing her calves and her heels. She found it a blissfully comforting experience. He stood up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. His body pressed against her back as he whispered in her ear that he was going to lather up her front.
He held her close as the steam rose around them. His hands slid down her shoulders as he began to lather up her up from shoulders to sternum. His hands soon worked to her breasts, working in tightening circles around her nipples. She moans as her hard nipples found themselves being rolled and pinched between his fingers. She also became acutely aware of his cock sliding between her asscheeks. His gentle caresses were tinged more aggressive grabs, as if his desire was beginning to consume her body. His hands slide down her belly, down to her thighs, as he pulls her hips tighter against his body. She begins to grind her ass against his cock, his breath hitching. A whisper emanates near her ear, “I need you.” She grinds again, feeling the fullness of his shaft. “Then take me,” she moans.
He gently, but firmly presses her body against the wall of the shower, his hands roaming with singular purpose. He bends his knees as she arches her back as the tip of his cock teases her lips. His graceful and gentle motions become more insistent and demanding as he slides the tip into her, penetrating the folds of her inner lips. He pauses as to question if she was okay. Her response was a quick and reflexive arch of her back, pushing her ass into his pelvis, forcing his cock deeper into her. He moans and grabs her hips, thrusting in a measured but deliberate way. Her moans encourage him, as she slides her right hand down to rub her clit. “I am going to fuck you hard baby,” he groans as his thrusts quicken. Each thrust plunges his cock deeper and faster into her. He presses her against the wall as he thrusts with primal desire. Their bodies smacking wetly together, punctuated by staccato moans. She begins to feel a tingle in the arches of her feet as she rubs her clit while he fucks her with a passion she hasn’t felt in a long time. What they are doing is wrong, but it is imperative and right at this very moment. She screams with ecstatic pleasure as she cums in twitching waves. He continues to thrust until his voice rises in a bellowing crescendo. His cock pumps in a load of his cream as he cums hard. They remain entangled for a moment as they catch their breath. The intensity of need and desire leaves them panting and craving more.
They slowly uncouple and kiss under the water. Walking out of the shower, she looks at him coyly and suggests that they order room service tonight. He agrees wholeheartedly. The city twinkling outside their hotel window can wait.
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