Will It?

As the warm shower water hits across my body, my finger gently caresses my clit. My other hand presses against the shower wall as I lean in, pleasing myself. Although the stained-glass shower doors make it impossible for Devin to see me, I can see him and his hand slowly sliding up and down his cock as he lays back on the bed.

Washing my body was what forced me to pleasure myself. And it’s not doing me justice. I’ve come once, but that’s nothing when I’ve been coming and orgasming with Devin several times per session.

I flip my hair back rubbing in a circular motion, softly but needing. My exhales and soft moans are rapid but quiet, so he doesn’t hear me. He’s not winning this argument.

I softly thrust my lower body while I slide my finger a little further down. I push off the shower wall and turn around, resting my body against it. Carefully, I slide a finger inside of myself, instantly releasing a moan louder than I’d like.

My body lig