Falling for a John
The hot water cascaded over me as I stroked my throbbing erection, desperately seeking release.
A persistent fantasy keeps replaying in my mind, no matter how hard I try to push it away. It involves Lennox stepping into the shower right behind me, the steamy glass doors fogging up, and the heat becoming almost suffocating. His dominant presence presses against my back, his strong arm wrapping around me, and his hand firmly gripping mine against the tiled wall. The water pours over his sculpted muscles, and I find myself tracing his inked skin with my eyes. His lips graze the base of my neck, moving up to my ear, where he whispers in his deep, gravelly voice.
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