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Water poured over us, its warmth comforting my skin and amplifying his scent to fill the shower. His skin gleamed with moisture as his large biceps flexed while he held me to him. My clothes were soaked... my boots were soaked... my panties... I tugged the clinging black cotton of my shirt over my head and threw it to the floor letting it slap the tiles against the cool glossy tiles. I felt free... and vulnerable all at once. He studied my face wearily as he held me to him, the warmth in his eyes overwhelmed me as I panted for breath against him. I cupped his cheek with my hand feeling the sharp prick of day old stubble on my fingertips as he leaned into my touch, sighing heavily like he had carried the weight of it on his shoulders, and closed his eyes tightly. My heart swelled at the si
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