...Annie grabbed a bottle of gel off a tiled shelf, squirted it along her body and sudsed it into the nooks and crannies of her flesh. While massaging the vanilla-scented liquid soap into her pussy, Josef peeked around the shower curtain. Lust lit up his dark eyes.

She heard him stripping off his threads before his bare foot poked behind the curtain and he joined her in the shower.

The sight of his firm, well-proportioned nakedness sparked a thrill in Annie. She stopped and looked at the soft, dark hair on his chest—just enough to balance the overall combination of olive-colored skin and a well-defined physique. That hair stopped above his firm abs, but resumed growth just below his navel, where it met the triangular patch of soft curlies around his hard cock. The sight of his erection sent an uncontrollable twinge of excitement tickling her insides. She noted how the dark hair around his groin grew in perfect proportion into the hair along his thighs and calves. Again, she was struck by his regal aura of old-worldliness even when nude, marveling at how his handsomeness seemed to reflect centuries of perfected masculinity. The kind of intensity he possessed was so powerfully appealing, she doubted she would have ever imagined it could be real and not just a product of her fantasy, had she not felt him exude it in that moment.

Josef reached an arm around her waist and pulled her into him, the jet spray gnashing down against their heads. He let it saturate his head and neck while Annie reached her arms around his shoulders. Their kisses mingled in the flow of hot, sizzling water, and, for a moment, she seemed to get lost in the melding sensation of the shower’s wet heat and her lover’s mouth. Being high had taken away any self-consciousness that might prevent her from diving into unthinking, physical bliss.

“Here,” Josef said in a low voice, “I wash you now.”

She leaned her weight into him as he ran a sponge down her throat, letting soapy froth ooze between her breasts. As he swirled the creamy cleanser between her perky areolas, her nipples grew harder with every pass he made. She held onto his neck while he dragged the hot, milky liquid down her stomach to her pussy. Swathing the sponge all over the minimal fuzz of her mons, he pressed it down and back between her ass-cheeks.

She spread her legs as he guided the sponge farther up her crack and massaged the soft, foamy gel around her asshole. She kissed him and lifted her leg while he explored her underside more fully. She groaned as he swished one delicious stroke of the sponge after another all around her genitals.

He slid the sponge away from her bottom and tossed it to one side.

“All clean,” he whispered.

Drawing her into him, they made out wildly while the jet spray splayed over their skulls, numbing their senses. Lip-locked with her lover, Annie reached for the gel-bottle and managed to flip back its lid. Josef put some space between them while she squeezed the liquid into her palm and reached down. When she closed her hand around his ample girth, he shuddered with pleasure, obviously savoring the sensation of the liquid plied into his cock.

Her breathing quickened when Josef’s hand closed over the one she used to help manipulate him. After his hand got soapy in the process, he slid it between her labia. She cried out when his middle finger made tiny spirals along her inner lips. Her hips responded to his touching her most erotic zone by rocking back and forth, while the rest of her body grew still. As he fingered her, their lips rested against each other, the two of them breathing inside each others’ mouths.

“So wet,” he murmured. “Here, turn around.”

She did as requested and he bent her forward at the torso. Annie felt the shower splashing down her back while one of his hands reached under her belly to steady her. Using gel, he plied her with two fingers of the other hand.

His voice was quiet, deep and thick. “You are ready for me inside you?”