Steamy shower tongues tangle after party heat

The party's buzz still lingers on our skin as we stumble into the steamy hotel shower, four of us desperate to wash away the night but ignite something hotter. I press against her, my tan curves slick with water, needing her lips on mine right now—why wait when our bodies ache like this? Our tongues tangle hungrily, her breath hot against my mouth as I whimper softly, owned by the way she grips my waist. Breasts mash together, nipples hardening under the spray, and I grind closer, needy for more of her touch amid the wet chaos. The mirror fogs as our kisses deepen, my heart pounding with the thrill of finally giving in to this group hunger we've teased all evening.