get in the shower. Together. Naked.
Her legs already felt like warmed up butter, but as soon as
Quinn peeled off her shirt and pants and stood there waiting
for her to do the same, that warmed up butter feeling turned
into more like evaporated butter. Dallas had to set her hand on
the marble vanity top. She stood there, frozen in place as
Quinn shed her bra and panties in a few sultry movements.
She didn’t stand there waiting for Dallas to do the same.
Instead, she stepped under the warm spray that was pumping
in the shower and sighed with pleasure. She closed her eyes
and lifted her hands to her hair, running her fingers through the
wet strands. A low, throaty sound escaped Dallas as she
watched Quinn pivot, the water sluicing over her perfect skin
and her beautiful, sensual curves.
“Are you coming in, or do I have to enjoy this shower all
by myself?” Quinn asked, snapping Dallas out of her trance.
Dallas could only nod, then shake her head. She finally got
her hands working and was able to get her dress off. Her bra
proved more of a challenge, but eventually she got that off too.
Her panties were totally soaked from before, and watching
Quinn in the shower made them even more slick. When Dallas
peeled them away, beads of moisture dribbled down her
thighs. She clenched them together, but when she looked back
up at Quinn, she could tell by the intensity of the look in her
eyes that she’d noticed.
As Dallas stepped into the shower, Quinn reached behind
her and shut the glass door. After, she gathered Dallas into her
arms, wrapping one arm around her shoulder and another
around her neck and tugging her in to kiss her with renewed
desperation. Wetness pooled between Dallas’ thighs before she