Consequences

Ellie knew she was in trouble when Jordan followed her into the bathroom. His damp towels hit the floor as he followed her into the shower, crowding her there. She didn’t have time to clean herself. He smiled as he took over and cleaned her hair. He’d just finished adding conditioner to her hair and his hands caressed her body with soap. She stood there; her back to him. When he got to her rear, she had to brace her hands on the wall of the shower.

“Put one foot on the seat before you and thrust your ass toward me. Yeah, that’s good. Perfect.” Then his hands were gone from toying with the cleft between her buttocks and exploring the apex of her thighs. Standing like this opened her up there for him. He slipped between her thighs to sit on the bench. Before she could ask what, he was doing, his mouth joined his hands, teasing her core with his hands and tongue.

“Jordan!” Ellie felt the shock of reaction slam into her senses and her desire spiked at a surprising rate