The Shower (Erotic Short Story)I layed there and watched his chest rise and fall, almost in a tempo of its own. Our large blanket was pulled up on me, I assume he had pulled it up when I passed out. Last thing I recall was him mounted inside of me, his face covered in sweat. My skin felt a little sticky from sex. I slipped out of the covers, trying my best not to wake him up, and I walked to the bathroom. Flipped on the light and glanced up from the sink. In the mirror my chest glistened in the light. I glanced over at the bed again, and he was sleeping. I wiped off all my makeup from the night before. I walked to the shower without thinking and turned it on, hot. I waited until the shower door steamed up before I would go in. I slowly opened the door and watched the steam roll out. I stepped in and closed the door. there was a wave of warmth that washed over me.More Like This
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