The water ran hot.
Steam curled along the glass.
She stood beneath the spray—bare, back arched, eyes closed—when the door opened.
He stepped in, fully clothed.
Shirt wet. Hair wild.
His gaze?
Possession.
No greeting.
Just a hand on her jaw, tilting her chin up.
"On your knees."
She dropped.
Not because he said it like a command—
But because he said it like a prayer.
The shower poured around them.Heat, pressure, noise.
But her world shrunk to him.
To his fingers in her hair.His cock in his fist—thick, hard, veins bulging beneath the dripping heat.
She licked her lips.
"Open," he whispered. "Wide. Tongue out."
And when she did—
He slid in.
Slow.Deep.Relentless.
The water splashed across her cheeks as she took him—
inch by inch—
Until her throat tightened.Until she choked.
"Good girl," he groaned, hips moving gently."Take all of it. Every filthy inch."
She moaned around him—mouth stretched, jaw aching.
His fingers tightened in her soaked hair.He began to thrust.Rhythmic. Dirty. Endless.
The sound of skin against mouth echoed with the splash of the shower—
obscene.
"You look so fucking good like this," he growled."Drenched. Ruined. Gagging on me while water drips off your tits."
She pulled back for air.
A string of spit connected her lips to the head of his cock.
He slapped it across her tongue once.
"You ready to be fucked now?"
She nodded—dripping from her mouth and her cunt.
He turned her around.Bent her over against the cold tile.
And slammed in.
No mercy.
His hips crashed against her ass, skin slapping, water flying.
One hand wrapped her throat again.
The other reached around—flicking her clit in messy, ruthless circles.
"You want to come while I fuck you under this water?"
"Yes—yes—please—!"
"Then come for me, fuck toy.Let this shower wash away everything but me."
And she came—
loud. Wild. Shaking.
Her body jolted against the wall, legs twitching, water pounding.
He kept thrusting.
Until he groaned, grabbed her hips, and emptied inside her.
Hot. Deep. Endless.
Water couldn't wash away what he left inside.
After, they stood in silence.
Steam all around.
His hand on her back.
Her knees weak, but her soul awake.
"I've never…" she whispered.
"I know," he said. "Now you have."