Wrapped in a brown towel

He’s watching me through the wide crack in the door and I almost hear his breath.

Thick lather in my hands. I let it slide over my breasts as I turn. Lifting my eyes, I meet his gaze through the slit in the door. His hand on his cock and mine between my thighs.

“Come in.” My words lost in the rush of water.

He won’t, intent on teasing us both.

I turn away, bending to show him where I need him most, and come to the sound of his gasp. The water and his gaze hot on my skin.


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