He closed the door behind us and stood in front of me, a smile on his face.
"Let's shower together," he said and I can only nod. He slipped my shirt over my head and undid my bra, tossing them both on the floor. He trailed kisses along my neck yet again but doesn't touch my pants. He tugged me into the bathroom and stripped himself off his own clothes.
He turned on the shower and winked at me before getting in. I undid my pants and slipped out of my undies. I bited my lip and stepped into the shower too. He looked down at me, kissed my lips and soon we're washing one another, getting the remaining whip-cream off our bodies. Elijah got me to wash his hair and he helped me wash my body.
He didn't touch between my legs, he didn't over-step, he's gentle and it makes me smile. Once we finished up, Elijah and I threw on some pj's and headed downstairs to clean up our mess.
