Page 37 of Kian

Gretchen entered the bathroom. When she saw his naked form behind the frosted glass doors, she moaned as he ran the soap over his body.Oh, God!

With slow, deliberate movements, she stripped off her robe. The humid air clung to her naked skin, her nipples stiffening in anticipation.

As she opened the door, Kian’s eyes widened in surprise, quickly replaced by lust as they roamed over her body. His cock sprang to attention. He stared at her, and she knew he was waiting for her next move.

Without a word, Gretchen reached out, her fingers tracing the outline of Kian’s rock-hard abs. She handed him the condomand within minutes, he had expertly rolled it down his shaft, readying himself.

Plastering herself against Kian’s hard body, Gretchen pressed her lips against his in a crushing kiss. Her hands roamed over his muscular back, nails digging deep into his flesh as they tasted each other passionately. Their bodies intertwined beneath the steaming water, skin sliding against skin as the feeling of pure, unadulterated pleasure took over.

Gretchen moved her tongue between Kian’s lips, tracing the contours of his mouth as they hungrily explored every inch of each other. Moans and gasps filled the space as their bodies melted together, wanting to become one in their shared desire.

As their hands roamed with urgent necessity. Kian’s fingers moved between Gretchen’s thighs, then her slit, rubbing her swollen clitoris as she writhed against him. In response, she grasped his cock firmly, stroking him in a slow, steady rhythm that drove them both wild with lust.

But neither could wait any longer. Gretchen gasped when Kian lifted her, putting her back against the wall and in one swift motion, they were joined together. Her body stretched to accommodate him, and they released a simultaneous gasp as ecstasy washed over them.

Their bodies moved in perfect harmony; their thrusts timed to cause maximum pleasure. The water pounded against their skin as they moved with wild abandon, their every moan and gasp growing louder with each passing moment.

Kian wrapped an arm around Gretchen’s waist, pulling her tight against him as he plunged deeper inside her. His teeth grazed her collarbone as she tilted her head back in pleasure, their lips brushing against each other in a fevered dance of desire.

Their rhythm intensified, sweat mingling with the water on their feverish skin as the intensity of their sex threatened toconsume them both. Gretchen clung to Kian, her nails digging into his back as sensations unlike any she’d ever known took over her body. Moans echoed off the tile walls as she screamed his name, clenching around his cock as her orgasm tore through her with an unstoppable force.

With a deep, guttural growl, Kian thrust himself inside her, his cock throbbing as he came. Afterward, they stayed entangled in each other’s arms, the only sound around them was the heavy panting of their exhausted bodies, creating a comforting rhythm along with the water cascading over them. As the water began to cool and reality crept back in, Kian let her legs down and she moved to exit the shower, but Kian pulled her back, his still semi-erect cock pressing against her stomach. His eyes burned with desire as he whispered,

“That had to be the best shower I’ve ever had.”

Gretchen laughed. “Me too. It’s your fault you know.”

He raised an eyebrow. “My fault? Explain that one to me. I was in here taking a shower—”

“Yep. I kept thinking of you in here… naked.” She grinned.

“I’ll be sure to let you know the next time I need… a shower.”

“Please do. I’ve never had shower sex. I think I could get used to that.”

Kian kissed her lips. “Anytime.”

She reached for a towel on the rack, dried off, then stepped out, and looked at him.

“I’ll fix us something to eat.”

“That’s great. I’m suddenly starving.” He grinned.

Laughing, Gretchen pulled on her robe and left the room. In the hallway, she leaned against the wall. She couldn’t help but wonder what was going to happen when he was finally able to leave. It was going to start warming up, and soon the snow would be melting enough that he’d be able to go.

With a heavy sigh, she continued toward the kitchen andjumped when Lobo ran in from outside through his pet door.

“Where have you been?” She laughed when he sat down and barked. “You’re all wet and it’s not even snowing. Have you been rolling around in it?”

“I can tell by that silly dog grin that he knows exactly what you’re saying.”

She turned to see Kian enter the kitchen. He walked to her and slipped his arms around her waist, then put his lips against her neck.

“Do you want a cup of coffee?”

“In a minute.” She heard him inhale. “You smell good,” he murmured against her neck, making her shiver.

Gretchen wrapped her arms around his waist. “What’s the first thing you’re going to do when you get back to Clifton?”

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