Steam and Sensation

The bathroom was already foggy with steam as Carter stepped inside, the tiled floor cool beneath his feet. Riley was adjusting the water temperature, a cascade pouring over her head, glistening against her skin. Carter reached around her to pull the shower door shut, sealing the warmth inside with them.

They began kissing under the spray, Carter's favorite kind of slow, deep kissing that made him feel desired and alive. Riley's hands slid up Carter's back, her fingers tracing the outline of his spine as the water rushed over them. Their bodies pressed close under the narrow stream, Carter's nipples brushing against Riley's chest as they rocked slightly in the confined space.

It was Riley who first suggested they try standing up, a playful challenge thrown over her shoulder as she slipped out of Carter's embrace to reach for the soap. Carter laughed, surprised, and a little breathless, but the idea sparked something in him. Riley took his hand, steadying him as she turned Carter around, their bodies fitting together in a new way.

Carter felt Riley's hands on his hips, guiding him back, and there was a moment of adjustment — a small gasp as Riley entered him, surprising in its intensity. The new angle was unexpected, but thrilling, and Carter found himself pressing back against Riley, the sensation better than he'd imagined. The water hissed around them, enveloping the rhythmic movement.