As soon as he saw her steal a glance at him, he knew the game was on. He smirked and continued to water his lawn, letting the anticipation build. Within minutes, she appeared at his doorstep, her hair wet from the shower and wearing nothing but a towel around her curvaceous body.
"Need a helping hand with that?" she purred, her voice dripping with desire. He couldn't resist. They both knew what was about to happen next. He followed her back inside, their bodies swaying in synchrony as they made their way upstairs.
The bathroom mirror fogged up as they locked eyes, his hands moving up her wet body until he was pushing that towel off her shoulders. The heat between them was palpable as he pressed her against the cool tile wall, their mouths hungrily devouring each other.
His hands ro ambled down her back, tracing the contours of her body before reaching her hips. She moaned softly into his mouth, unable to resist the fire that burned within him. The sound echoed off the empty hallway, their only audience the shadows that danced along the walls. With each passing moment, their passion only grew stronger, consuming them both completely.
