Shower Sec Novels & Stories

Intimacy raw, breaths mingling hot, the bathroom echoing soft moans. He couldn't wait. Spinning me, he lifted me against the wall, bathroom door banging for cover, my legs wrapping his waist instinctive, tank shoved up, breasts spilling free. His cock aligned, thrusting in deep, no force now, but desperate, filling me in one slick slide, walls stretching around the size. "Ahhh... Jax... so big!" I moaned, pain and pleasure blooming as he fucked harder, hips snapping relentless against the plaster, pinning me with each pound, nonstop, senseless, the room shaking with wet slaps.

He knew he drove the security team nuts with his obsession for detail. He stripped down to his briefs, grabbed his phone, and headed into the bathroom for a shower. It had been a long day and he needed a few minutes to unwind. The shower was fierce against the tight muscles of his shoulders, and he spent longer in there than he’d intended, groaning in pleasure at the feel of the hot water pounding on his back. When he was in danger of leaning against the tiles and falling asleep, he investigated the bottles lined up on the small shelf since he’d left his toiletries in the bedroom. He grabbed a shampoo he vaguely recognized and squeezed a dollop into his palm, inhaling the citrusy aroma. It w

*** Jeremy entered his room after about six hours of running and went directly into the bathroom to take a shower. It was almost dawn. His huge bathroom looked like something out of a magazine. It looked simply luxurious and elegant. For one, he had a mini swimming pool in there, a doorless shower that could hold about ten people at the same time, and a Jacuzzi that could massage his body when he needed to soothe his body. Jeremy stood under the spray with a hand against the tiled wall and his head bowed. Even after all that run, he still hurt.

Jets line the obsidian-marble walls, designed to knead every muscle. Shelves recessed into the walls hold only the essentials: a sharp cedar-and-citrus body wash that clings to my skin, and a handmade soap Logan annoyingly insists I try every year so we can 'match'. I wave my hand in front of the control panel that sits just beside the sliding doors, my chip lighting up the screen. This beauty adjusts the water’s heat and pressure. A cold burst for clarity, a pulsing rain for tension, or the perfect equilibrium, it’s all calibrated to respond to my mood. I am a shower man through and through.

He pushed it aside as Aiden stepped in. The shower is wide and long, giving plenty of room for Thaddeus's wheelchair. There are many different shower heads at different heights. Next to Thaddeus is a removable shower head, making it easier to clean his wheelchair and the areas of his body that the other shower heads don't reach. Aiden steps under the water and sighs as warm water rains down on his body. The Omega closes his eyes and tilts his head back as he runs his hand through his hair, loving how good the warm water feels.

"Yes, please," she answered without meeting my eyes, her attention still riveted on the stubborn fixture. "It's just not working right." I stepped into the shower area, a goofy grin spreading across my face, as I examined the handle and the showerhead. Despite my best intentions, my eyes couldn't help but wander over the curves and contours that stood so invitingly before me. Noticing where my gaze had fallen, Ezinne followed my eyes, and a rush of realization coloured her cheeks a deep shade of crimson. Embarrassed, I quickly turned my attention back to the task at hand, chuckling softly to diffuse the tension as I fiddled with the settings. Suddenly, the shower sprang to life, unleashing a

“Just cleaning up a little, I planned on joining you in the bed again after.” “How’s about I join you now?” He asked me. I could see him become hard quickly, the idea of joining me obviously exciting him. “Come on in, the water’s fine.” I said with a little laugh and a smile. Teddy quickly walked forward to the shower, sliding the glass to the side and stepping in. The shower was roughly five by seven feet, plenty of room for two people. It had slate tiles leading from ceiling to floor and a large river stone for the floor.

So instead we wait for the water to warm up comfortably before getting under it. The shower is made up of three glass walls leaning against a fourth wall made up of small blue-green glass mosaics. The space is small and I try to figure out the best way to do it. In movies and romance novels, the girl is almost always pushed against the shower wall, her legs wrapped around her lover's waist while he does all the work. And while this may seem extremely hot on-screen or on the page, it doesn't work that well in real life. We both tried standing up once and it's not as easy as it sounds. It's difficult for him because not only does he have to carry all my weight, but he also has to do all the wo

Yawning, she stretched out and decided to take a shower. She closed the shower door. "On, normal," She said out loud, and water washed over her from various directions. Thanks to the income from x-ting she had managed to get a customised shower that could spray water from almost any conceivable direction. You could also set voice commands for anything that you wanted. Caroline closed her eyes and let the shower do it's work, the water massaging her tired muscles and refreshing her. Inevitably her thoughts turned towards work again.

He asked standing in the same spot with clear worry on his face, while I also remained in my spot on the floor, my breathing fast from the mad dash I attempted to achieve but failed and the white towel draped over my body to cover my more intermit areas. “I-I’m okay, I f-fell.” My voice speaks out looking over to the gold rail that sat separating the shower to the outer flooring of the bathroom, my toe seeming to throb a little from the accidental impact. “I will have my men rip out this shower and replace it immediately, you can use my shower in my quarters from now on, it is open planned and does not have a rail which could lead to injury.” Sebastian says looking over to the shower with a