Steam and Temptation

The shower was already running hot, the small bathroom filled with thick steam that coated the mirror and tiled walls. Leo stepped inside, feeling the water cascade over his shoulders, and watched as Becca followed him, the droplets splattering onto her bare skin. Her eyes caught his, a playful glint flickering there, and he couldn't help but grin.

As they stood under the stream, Leo pulled her close, savoring the slick feel of their bodies touching. His hands roamed, tracing the rivulets that ran down her spine, then lower along her hips. Her breasts pressed against his chest, nipples hardening under the warm wetness, and he caught her earlobe between his teeth, murmuring something low and dirty that made her shiver in his hold. She hadn't expected it to feel that thrilling, the intimacy of his voice tempered by the steamy cocoon around them.

With a mischievous smile, Becca reached for the small soap dispenser, pressing its cool contents against his skin, the sudden temperature shift causing a gasp to escape him. The sensation was unexpected, different from what he'd imagined — it heightened every touch, making his skin tingle. He let out a low groan, enjoying the icy contrast against the heat of the water as she spread the lather over his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles with deliberate, teasing intent.

Leo moved them under the stream, her back to the wall, his mouth finding hers with an urgency that matched the pulsing beat between them. He reached down, his fingers sliding easily over her wetness, playing and teasing, each movement eliciting a moan that echoed through the small space. Her breaths came faster, thighs pressing together as he edged her closer, his voice whispering in her ear, urging her to let go.