The water is one shade less than too hot...

running down over our skin, slipping over us, running, down
it sounds like rain drumming in your ears.

I pull you against my chest, and your arms encircle my shoulders, your breasts pressed against my chest;
sliding my arm up your back I take hold of your beautiful long hair, pulling it tight you sigh a small
release of pleasure, stilling my hand, knowing that you enjoy my attention.

"Lean back" I whisper, and I rest your back against the shower wall. I position the water to pour down
your body hitting hard on your breasts your nipples already red from the heat feel tiny stings from the
water hitting them directly.

Sliding my leg against yours I move you to a position where the water runs directly between your legs,
still hot it runs across and down from where your new chain usually sits while you are at work, and
moves further across your cleanly shaved pubic area. Water a constant stroking, pounding heat on your
sensitive areas. The only relief is my touch, my mouth, the diverting of the water when I lift your breast
to my mouth. I taste the water sucking it off, pulling the nipple into my mouth, biting down I use my
teeth to hold the nipple in my mouth as I play with the other, your breast dangling from noting but my
teeth.

The water runs over my head, as I slide lower forgetting your breasts. I murmur in pleasure as I turn my
head a little, back, and forth, letting the water run through every fold of my target bringing you pleasure.

In the moment you nudge my head with your hands orgasm coming closer you yearn to have something
to hold onto, for the moment I continue smiling as you do your best to not grab and pull me tight into
you as you orgasm. After feeling your fingers run over my head trying to ask for more wishing you could
pull me hard, I stand upright looking into your eyes, still half closed coming down from your high, you
can only listen to the water and to your heavy breathing, heart pounding under your breasts.

Sensing my aggression, maybe you grasped to hard on my head, though slight today might be a day
where I look for any slight any reason to be harsh, to punish, to hurt before I take my pleasure. Deep in
my eyes you see the beast, the savage looking for conquest. This is what you want, you lower your arms
pulling them down dragging them across and down my chest. You know this game is dangerous, slowly
your hands run across my nipples, very sensitive nipples. Too much and it can set me off, make me move
you away from them, too harsh it can make me angry. With other plans in mind you merely run across
them drawing my attention away, luring the beast from pouncing letting me know you submit and were
not trying to control me, merely were excited and there was no contest for control, no challenge to the
alpha, the pack leader.

Having lured my attention you raise your hands turning to face away from me, not turning your back to
me in insult, but turning your ass to me, giving me something you know I desire. placing one hand on the
wall the other pours the shampoo, letting it slide down your back, pressing it against me sliding letting it
continue coating the cheeks of your bottom and over my dick as you grind it deep between your ass
cheeks. Working your cheeks grinding up and down pressing your back against me, I shiver briefly from
the sensation the absolute softness holding me in bliss. Happy you know I will reach a point to slide into
you and hold you tight, my orgasm near and spraying deep in you, or I will stop getting close I will
change positions to continue our play.

Slowly I come back from my private reverie, pressing hard against your ass I pull your hair bringing you
back up to standing straight, turning you around again, ever so gently, letting the water flow over us
rinsing the soap off of us, running over my freshly shaven head and through your hair, I back up admiring
our bodies all shiny and glistening.

Your fingers probe gently, seeking out reaching to hold my me playing with the ring, sliding your finger
through it like a real ring. Not moving or giving you a sign, you smile raise me up, and turn around
hoping I will finish and take your invitation to penetrate you there in the shower. 

You feel my arms go around you and I rest my head on your back moving you shoulder, letting the water
surround us with its loving-feeling warmth and wetness.

I whisper, soon....... turning off the water.

To be continued.............