Sophia Mahoney
A sea sponge hangs just inside the door. She seizes it and squeezes some vanilla-scented body wash over the surface. The aroma fills her nose, bringing vivid images of Aden that only stirs her libido.
Slowly, she slides the sponge over her arms, down her legs, and across her abdomen. A renewed warmth spreads between her legs.
Fuck. The shower isn't helping.
Turning off the hot, she blasts herself with a cold spray of water. The shock of the brisk temperature jolts her awake.
Reaching into the alcove, Sophia grabs hold of the shampoo bottle. She pumps out just enough of the creamy fluid to fill a quarter-sized section in the palm of her hand.
Slowly, she lathers her hair into a soapy mass on top of her head. She allows the water jet to spray over her neck and her should
