♠️ ETHAN ♠️Marlene stood under the rainfall shower, water tracing every curve of her body, eyes closed as she tilted her head back. I couldn’t stay away. I stripped and stepped in behind her, arms sliding around her waist, careful of the fading bruises on her ribs.She sighed, leaning into me. “Thought you were making coffee.”“Changed my mind,” I murmured against her neck, lips brushing wet skin. It was morning, and I joined her in the shower.My hands moved slow, soap-slick, reverent over her shoulders, down her spine, pulling her tighter against me. She turned in my arms, water cascading between us, and kissed me like she was starving.We didn’t speak. Just touch, need, and heat.I pressed her gently against the tiled wall, lifting her legs around my waist. She gasped as I slid into her—slow, deep—the water making everything slick and urgent. Her nails dug into my shoulders, head falling back as I thrust steady and strong, my mouth on her throat, her breasts, anywhere I could reac
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