“Don’t get scared” she said as she stepped into the shower. The warning didn’t really matter. Michael jumped a bit at the sound of her voice, feeling particularly vulnerable as he was wet and naked. He didn’t even hear her come in the bathroom with his head under the water.
“What-..what are you doing?” He laughed nervously as he pushed his hair back.
She smiled, taking in the sight in front of her, “You were taking too long. Gonna waste all the hot water,” she said as she moved past him to step under the water.
He waited for a moment, watching as the water cascaded down her body. How wet and shiny her body looked. She smiled when she saw how he chewed on his bottom lip as he watched her lather her body.
“Can I?” He stuttered over his words. She nodded silently, handing him the body wash. He fell to his knees, rubbing the liquid soap up her calves, her knees, running his hand gently over her core. She gave him a stern look and he rose to his feet. He continued to rub soap against her stomach, running his hands behind her to cup her ass and then lingering on her breasts.
“I think they’re clean,” she chuckled as she removed his hands from her and rinsed under the water.
“Can you do me?” He asked.
She looked at him through narrowed eyes, “Haven’t you washed by now? You’ve been in here long enough,” she scolded.
“Please,” his nose skimmed up her neck until he kissed it gently, “touch me,”
She looked into his eyes as she wrapped her hand around his erection. She pumped him, swirling around his tip with her thumb. She was rewarded with a hiss and he placed a hand on the tile wall behind them. She continued as he leaned his head on her shoulder, occasionally biting down when she twisted her wrist the way he liked. His whimpers came closer together and when he began to beg for his release she removed her hand.
“Please,” His voice was strangled and drenched in desperation.
She smiled, kissed his nose, and moved to the glass door of the shower, “Clean up, baby. We have a lot to do today”