The room was filled with the sound of running water as she undressed, her soft curves illuminated by the dim light of the bathroom. She stood before him, naked and vulnerable, her eyes locked on his as she began to pee onto the cold tiles below. The warm stream of urine mixed with the sensuality of their stolen moment, creating an intimate ambiance they could both share. He stepped closer, running his hands softly over her wet skin as she continued to relieve herself. "I've wanted you for so long," he whispered against her ear, his voice rough with desire. She shivered in his embrace, the warmth of his breath sending shivers down her spine. With one last gentle squeeze, she finished and turned to face him fully. Their eyes met in a passionate gaze that spoke of years of longing and pent-up desire. Without another word, they embraced, their bodies finally connecting after what felt like an eternity of suppressed yearning.
