...w he seemed positively enthusiastic.
Of course, that probably had a lot to do with her being naked in the shower with him.
She sighed in pleasure as the hot water warmed her chilled body. Luxuriating in the warm steam, she took her time washing her long hair. She was only halfway done when she heard him say, “Aren’t you done yet?”
He’d already finished rinsing and was waiting impatiently for her.
Gwen scowled at him. “It takes me a lot longer to wash my hair than it takes you,” she pointed out. She turned to rinse the shampoo off her face.
“Well… Let me help you with the rest, then,” he said.
She had no idea what he meant until she felt his hands grabbing her butt.
She gasped and whirled around to face him. “Ben!”
He rubbed the soap into a lather and began rubbing his hands over her breasts. She couldn’t decide whether to scold him or let him continue.
As his large hands kneaded her sensitive flesh, she was inclined to let him do whatever he wanted.
He wrapped his arms around her, and she leaned into his embrace, tilting her head to look up at him.
They’d come a long way from the days when they couldn’t share anything, not even a towel, or a chocolate bar.
After several minutes, they finally turned off the water and got out of the shower.
He rubbed the towel over his head. His hair was adorably tous...