Stan and Angel stood under the hot shower, their bodies slick with soap. Stan's hands roamed over Angel's hips and thighs, teasingly trailing upward to her lace-covered breasts. With a playful grin, Angel leaned her head back against the tiles, her eyes closed in pure bliss.
Heavenly droplets of water cascaded down their bodies as Stan gently massaged Angel's firm stomach and lower back, leading to a small gasp from the brunette. She arched her back, inviting him closer, her bare legs wrapped seductively around his waist.
As his fingers traced invisible patterns on her damp skin, Stan leaned in and captured Angel's full bottom lip with his own, exploring every inch of her mouth as he deepened the kiss. She moaned softly into his mouth, her hands tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer.
