Pleasurable Shower

Erica Fontes stands under the steaming water, soap-slick and bare, letting the heat soak into every inch. A single fingertip traces the curve of her breast, then slips lower. She spreads her legs just enough to let her fingers part the slick folds of her cunt, circling the swollen bud until her hips twitch. Warm spray runs down her belly, over her thighs, and every drop seems to whisper against her skin. Her breath shortens; a low moan slips out when two fingers push inside. She rides them slowly, then harder, chasing the pulse that builds between her legs. Water drips from her chin, runs over parted lips, and she tastes salt and heat as her shoulders press back against the tile. The shower turns louder, her gasps sharper, until the need breaks through and she comes with a sharp, shaking cry that echoes off the tiles.