Chapter 3
Lily's POV
His fingers hooked into the straps of my bra right after those words left his mouth, the heat of his breath still lingering on my ear as he tugged the wet fabric down my shoulders with deliberate slowness, peeling it away from my skin where it clung like a second layer soaked through.
I felt the cool air mix with the steam before the water hit my bare breasts directly, making my nipples harden instantly under the spray while my arms dropped to my sides without me even thinking about it anymore, the embarrassment fading into this haze of need that had my heart pounding hard against my ribs.
He didn't say anything at first, he just let the bra fall to the shower floor with a soft wet slap, his hands coming back to my shoulders to turn me slightly so the water rinsed down my front, cascading over my exposed chest and making me shiver even though the temperature was almost too hot to bear.
I bit my lower lip hard when his palms slid down my arms, gathering more soap before they moved inward toward where I stood trembling, my body arching forward just a little without my permission because part of me wanted him to hurry up and do anything that he had in mind.
What am I doing letting a stranger undress me like this, but god it feels so good having him take control, my mind racing with that mix of shame and thrill that made my thighs press together instinctively.
Then his hands reached my shorts next, fingers working the button open with ease despite the water making everything slick, and he eased the zipper down before pushing the denim down my hips along with my panties in one smooth motion.
I was completely bare under the relentless pour of the shower, my pussy exposed to the warmth and the steam that seemed to amplify every sensation as droplets traced down my stomach and between my legs, mixing with the wetness that was already building there from his earlier touches.
I stepped out of the soaked clothes when they pooled at my feet, kicking them aside awkwardly while he stayed pressed close behind me, his clothed legs brushing my naked ones, and the contrast of his wet pants against my skin sent another rush through me, my breath catching as
I realized how vulnerable I felt standing there naked with him still half-dressed, but instead of pulling away he just reached for the soap again, lathering his hands thoroughly before starting to wash me from the top down, his touch firm and unhurried as he ran his palms over my shoulders and down my back once more.
“Are you good?” He asked, and I couldn’t form any word, I just nodded.
He moved so slowly, like he had all the time in the world to explore every curve, his fingers tracing the line of my spine before spreading out across my lower back, kneading the soap into my skin with just enough pressure to make my muscles relax even as the tension built elsewhere, and when his hands finally came around to my front again, sliding up my sides toward my breasts.
I held my breath, my lip caught between my teeth as anticipation knotted in my stomach.
His palms cupped my breasts gently at first, the soapy warmth enveloping them completely as he lifted and washed in long strokes.
His thumbs brushed over my nipples with each pass and sent sparks straight down to my core, making me bite down harder on my lip to stifle the sound trying to escape, but it wasn't enough to stop the way my body responded.
My back arched into his touch while my pussy throbbed with increasing need, the slickness between my folds growing despite the water washing it away.
He didn't stop there though, his grip tightening as he grabbed both breasts at once, squeezing them firmly while he continued to rub the soap in circles, his fingers digging into the soft flesh just right to make me see stars behind my closed eyelids.
I couldn't hold back anymore, a low moan slipping out past my bitten lip as pleasure coiled tight in my belly, my knees weakening so that I leaned back against his chest for support, feeling the hard line of his body through his soaked shirt.
“A—ahhh”
He chuckled low in his throat, the sound vibrating against my back and making me flush even hotter.
His hands were still working my breasts with that same possessive squeeze and release, rolling my nipples between his fingers now as he washed.
I went crazy inside, my mind spinning with how good it felt to have him handle me like this, every nerve ending firing while I fought the urge to push my chest further into his palms.
"Shh, you don't moan for someone you met today," he murmured against my ear, his voice teasing but firm, one hand staying on my breast to pinch the nipple lightly while the other slid down to my waist, holding me steady as the water poured over us both, but he didn't pull away or stop.
He just kept washing like nothing had happened, his chuckle turning into a smirk I could feel in the way his lips brushed my shoulder.
I tried to nod, tried to play it cool, but when his fingers pinched my tits harder this time, twisting just enough to border on pain mixed with pleasure.
“Fuck!!” Another sharp moan tore from my throat, louder and almost like a cry, my body shaking as tears pricked at the corners of my eyes from the intensity, my pussy clenching hard in response while I gripped his arm behind me for balance, the steam making everything feel even more overwhelming.
He paused for a second, his breath warm on my neck, but then he shifted us slightly so I faced more toward the wall, his body still glued to mine from behind as one hand trailed down my side, soaping my hip before moving inward to my thigh, his fingers pressing into the inner softness there with slow strokes that had me spreading my legs without thinking, the water running down my crack and making me hyperaware of how exposed I was.
His touch climbed higher, washing the crease where my thigh met my body, teasing the edges of my pussy lips without diving in yet.
I lost it completely, my hips bucking back against him involuntarily, feeling the hard bulge in his pants press right against my ass through the wet fabric, the friction making me gasp as arousal flooded me hot and insistent.
Before I knew what I was doing, I ground shamelessly against his crotch, rolling my hips in a slow circle that pressed my cheeks firm against that hardness, seeking more of that pressure.
His hand kept washing my thigh, the soap bubbling and sliding down my skin, and he let out a surprised grunt before his free arm wrapped around my waist like a gentleman holding me from falling, steadying me even as I moved against him.
"Easy there," he said, his voice rougher now, but he didn't push me away, instead letting his hand on my thigh slide up fully to cup my pussy, his fingers parting my folds gently as he washed, rubbing the soap over my clit in firm circles that made my vision blur, while his other hand came back to my breast, squeezing and washing it again with equal attention, pinching the nipple to match the rhythm below.
Who’s this man? Why is he so casually bathing me like that?
The dual sensation had me panting, my body on fire as his fingers explored every inch, dipping just inside my entrance before pulling back to lather more, the water rinsing it all away only to have him start over, and I couldn't take it anymore, the teasing building me up without release while his cock throbbed against my ass from my grinding.
"Do you not feel anything down there, or are you just teasing me on purpose?" I asked finally, my voice coming out breathy and desperate as I twisted my head to look at him over my shoulder, water dripping from my lashes.
My hand reached down to stop him on my pussy, grabbing his wrist to hold it still right there against my slick folds, guiding his fingers to press harder against my clit as I begged, "Please touch me, normally, not just washing."
He met my eyes, his own dark with something hungry, but he didn't move his hand away.
“Should I?” He asked as he looked down at where I guided him, his eyes darkening further before he met my gaze again, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth
“Yes, plea—“ the word cut off in my throat, as he spun me around.
My inside screamed out loud.