As I lay drifting in and out of consciousness, West was awoken by the filtered light coming through the grey black-out curtains. He slowly crept out of bed and tiptoed to the bathroom. I opened my eyes to see the bathroom door cracked open and could hear the water hitting his skin. I could feel the hot steam seep out and it made me want to stay cuddled up.
But I craved being in the shower with him.
I slowly got up and slid my silk shorts and top off. I tiptoed to the bathroom and quietly slipped into the steam-filled bathroom.
I slowly pulled back the curtain and stepped into the warm shower. The soap was sliding down his back as he rinsed his hair. I slid my hands up his muscular back and pressed my cold body against him.
Whispering, “I needed you in here with me” He turned, facing me.
Despite being in the water, I felt soaked.
He started kissing and nibbling on my neck and I moaned softly.
I reached down and gripped his hard cock in my soft, small hands. I moved my hands gracefully, jerking him off as he made eye contact. The soapy water mix made my hands slide easily on his thick, throbbing 7-inch cock.