Another step closer

I felt like I kept exploring new levels of intimacy with Aren, even though most twenty-year-olds had already experienced everything I considered new at the age of twenty-six, going twenty-seven. When I was with Aren, I felt as if I'd been discovering the new me, and I had to admit that I was beginning to like myself.

Would it be weird if I said that I enjoyed showering together nearly as much as I enjoyed having sex with Aren? It was sensual and crazily intense. My skin was hypersensitive, and the slightest touch of his hand was able to build my climax all over again. We stared at each other in admiration, cherishing each other's bodies. Observing Aren wet and naked was an insane turn-on. Once he combed up his hair with his fingers, all of his mouthwatering features were searingly emphasized. His black eyebrows, twice as visible and darkened by water, underlined the mesmerizing flame in his black irises, while his sharp-cut jaw increased the unspoken threat the sight of him sent. Ever