Drown In You

Bethany

Bethany woke to the sound of the shower going. She stretched, the soreness between her thighs delicious and a great reminder. She had the most aggressive, demanding man in the universe. She smiled and sat up, more than happy to give over to his cravings anytime.

She ran her fingers through her hair and walked into the bathroom, slipping into the shower with him.

"Good morning, sexy girl." He turned and reached for her.

Bethany moved toward him, sliding her hands up his thick chest and over his shoulders. His body was honed for sex, his face model material. She lifted to her toes and pressed a long kiss on his mouth, the warm water rushing over her.

She pulled back and reached for the soap before rubbing it all over him. Using her fingernails, she made small circles over his skin to make sure he was completely clean.

"My turn," he mumbled, his eyes hooded again.

"No way. We have breakfast this morning that I plan on making. Every time it's your turn we end up sweaty and covered