Pakin’s P.O.VSean helped me up, dragging me toward the bathroom like a man possessed. The tiled floor was warm under our feet, and he reached into the shower and turned it on. Water spilled from the rain head above, warm and inviting. Very quickly, the shower became thick with steam.“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, and in his voice I could only hear desire.Before I could say anything, he gently tugged me into the shower, and our bodies were slick and wet in seconds.Sean pushed me against the wall, water cascading between us as he kissed me again—this time slower, deeper, more territorial, his tongue trudging forward with a hunger that matched my own. His hands touched every area of me, gliding over my back, gripping my ass, mapping me like I was a puzzle he had been dying to solve.With each kiss, each caress, I could feel the intensity between us growing. It wasn’t just the desire
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