Sleepover Sexprise

He took his time in the shower, scrubbing away the smell of the restaurant where he worked and enjoying the feel of hot water on his skin. The soapy water slid down his torso, running in and out of the little dips and hollows formed by lean muscle. The steam of the shower made it difficult to see, the water so hot that he could barely stand it. It was divine. His hand slid down his chest, following the narrow line of hair from his stomach to the growing length between his legs.
A petite brunette beauty filled his thoughts, her face obscured by the steam of the shower. Even as he found a rhythm, the slow, steady pulls driving him quickly to the edge, he felt her. She traced her way down his chest, admiring the subtle tone he'd worked so hard to achieve.
He tried to pull her into an embrace, to possess her with a kiss, but she eluded him, slipping from his grasp to work her way down to his throbbing erection. Her hands wrapped around his hardened length, stroking. Gently at first, but then faster, fingertips playing across the sensitive head as she urged him toward his climax.

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