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“Damn, I need a shower,” I say as I carry our bags into the room.

The motel is a little nicer than the last one but far from luxurious.

“Me too,” Paige sighs, tossing her suitcase on the bed. “I need to get out of these clothes. I’ve been wearing them for what…two days? I don’t even know what day it is. It feels like it’s been one really long day.”

I smile, completely understanding what she’s saying. Despite my exhaustion, I’m not too tired to want her. “I’m guessing hot water is going to be in short supply here.”

“It’s so humid and muggy, I don’t care,” she replies. “A lukewarm shower might be better.”

“Let’s conserve water.”

She looks at me, a slow smile spreading across her face. “Okay.”

I watch her pull off her shirt, revealing the lacy black bra I removed hours ago. My heart races as she unzips her jeans and steps out of them, revealing black lace panties. She turns to face me, her eyes shining with a mix of desire and curiosity.

“Your turn. I’ll start the water.”

I nod, undressing myself as quickly as possible. I walk into the bathroom just as she is stepping out of her panties. My heart skips a beat at the sight of her. She’s a beautiful woman. I can’ resist reaching out and running my hand down her spine. She turns to look over her shoulder at me with a seductive smile. I watch her step into the standard, small shower and realize it is going to be a very up close and personal shower. I follow her in, our bodies pressed together under the lukewarm spray. We kiss passionately, our tongues exploring each other's mouths and our hands roaming over each other's bodies. The water cascades down our skin, washing away the grime and tension.

She reaches for the tiny little bottle of body wash and dumps some into her palm. I do the same. She presses her palms against my chest and rubs over my stomach and around my hips. My hands slide down her back, squeezing her ass. We whisper sweet nothings to each other as we continue to explore each other with our hands and lips.

Our bodies are slick with soap, sliding together effortlessly under the warm water. The steam from the shower creates a hazy, romantic atmosphere as our kisses deepen, and we become more intimate.

I can't help but wonder what fate has in store for us. We're both running from something, but for now, we have each other. Our hands explore every curve and contour of our bodies. Her hand rubs over my cock that is begging for attention.

I groan, letting my head drop back as she massages my erection and gently squeezes my balls. My heart races as her hand strokes my cock, her touch sending shivers down my spine. She leans into me, her breath hot against my ear. “I want you, Hunter.”

She kisses down my chest and with my back to the shower, blocking the spray, she drops to her knees in front of me. I look down, her brown hair is slicked back. She looks up at me and I’m nearly undone with just that look.

"God, Paige," I whisper, my hand tangling in her wet hair as she takes me into her mouth. The pleasure is immediate, intense, electrifying. I can't help but close my eyes and lose myself in the sensation while she swirls her tongue around my hard length. Her mouth is warm, wet and inviting.

The shower's lukewarm spray beats rhythmically against my back, amplifying the sensation of each caress. I catch my breath and nearly lose it again when she reaches out to cup my balls lightly in her hand. Every nerve in my body responds to her touch, sending a wave of excitement through me.

Her hands remain firm and steady as she sucks me in deeper, her tongue swirling and her lips massaging my length. I'm completely at her mercy, my body tensing under her ministrations. She looks up at me again, the lust in her eyes sending shockwaves through me. I pull her back up to me and claim her mouth with mine, tasting myself on her tongue.

"Hunter," she murmurs against my mouth, her breath hitching when I press her against the shower wall. "Yes."

The word is both a plea and a command. I grip her hips and turn her around, my hands sliding down her ass and pulling her against me. I rub my erection against her, feeling her warmth through our bodies mingled with the water. I can’t hold back anymore. I need to be inside her.

With a quick, desperate movement, I enter her, both of us gasping at the suddenness of it. She moans into my ear, her hands gripping mine as I start to move. Her body is tight, wet, welcoming me in with every thrust.

"Paige," I groan, my fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips. She responds by pushing back against me, matching my thrusts with enticing movements of her body. Our bodies slap together, water splashing around us.

Her hand reaches around and grabs my ass, pulling me against her. I thrust harder, feeling the pressure building within me as her moans echo against the tile. I never dreamed of being with someone who'd match my intensity so perfectly, and yet here Paige is, surrendering herself to me with abandon.

She turns her head slightly, our lips meeting in a passionate kiss that vibrates through my body like an electric current.

"Harder," she groans, her voice barely audible over the sound of the running water.

I obey her command without hesitation, my hands gripping her hips tighter as I increase the pace of my thrusts. All that exists in the world is this moment - the feeling of Paige pressed against me, the intoxicating scent of soap and steam, the raw desire that pulses between us.

I can feel her getting closer, her body tensing around me with every movement. She claws at the tile of the shower wall as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. "Hunter, I'm...," she gasps out, but I don't need to hear the words; I can feel everything she's experiencing.

I reach around and touch her where our bodies meet, my fingers finding her clit. She shudders at my touch, her body trembling with the overwhelming pleasure. "Oh, God, Hunter," she moans, her voice a desperate whisper above the din of the shower.

I continue to drive into her with a steady rhythm, relentless in my pursuit of our shared pleasure. My hand moves in sync with my thrusts, each stroke coaxing her closer and closer to the edge. I no longer feel the water. Every cell and nerve ending in my body is focused on my cock being squeezed by her tight sheath.

Her walls begin to tighten around me as she approaches her climax, her gasps growing louder and more frantic. I grip her tighter, holding on as if this moment is our lifeline.

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