Secrets Behind The Mask
Honey's breath caught as he stripped, maintaining eye contact through the steamy glass.
"What are you doing?" she asked, though the answer was obvious.
"Joining you." He stepped out of his boxer briefs, standing gloriously naked. "Unless you'd rather be alone?"
Honey didn't even need to think about an answer. "No," she said softly. "I don't want to be alone."
Grayson opened the shower door, stepping inside the spacious stall. Honey moved back, giving him room as water droplets immediately began tracking down his chest, following the defined ridges of his abdomen.
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