He stepped in behind me, the water sloshing as he settled, his legs bracketing mine, his cock brushing against my lower back accidentally at first, but then he pulled me back against his chest, his arms coming around to rest on my stomach, skin to skin, hot and solid.

  ‘Comfortable?’ he asked, his breath warm against my ear, lips close enough that I shivered, his hands starting to move, soaping up a washcloth with slow, deliberate motions.

  I nodded, leaning into him, feeling his heartbeat against my back, steady but quickening, and the hard length of his cock pressing firmer against my ass now, trapped between us in the water.

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