Pack
He stepped into the shower with her, his hands still spanning her waist, and he dunked them under the needling spray.
The cascading water sluiced down their bodies, washing the grime of their adventure away, but even better, it left them slippery. The slide of skin against skin made Parker rumble with pleasure, but he wanted more than a sensual tease. He set her down and then dropped to his knees before her, a supplicant looking to worship the haven of her flesh. Angling one of her thighs over his shoulder, he exposed her glistening cleft to his view, and she steadied herself by digging her fingers into his scalp. Then he found nirvana.