Imagine that you're in the shower and he comes in after you, pressing his body against you from behind and lathering you up...all the while whispering in your ear with that little hint of scruff scratching your neck... his lips burning kisses down your shoulder.... then he'd turn you around and press you up against the shower wall, with the water streaming down, looking at you with those eyes that just look right in your soul... and then....he'd have his way with you.
mm........was that too much?
