

The warm spray from the showerhead cascades over my skin, each droplet igniting a trail of sensation as it glides down my body. The soft hum of water fills the air, but it's the gentle rhythm of my hands following the curves of my body that holds me captive. My fingers move slowly, savoring the heat, every touch lingering a little longer than the last.
The steam rises, wrapping me in a delicate veil, but it does little to dim the glow beneath. My skin tingles with every movement, the sensation of water mingling with the warmth of my touch.
I close my eyes, letting myself get lost in the moment, feeling the steady pulse of water and the soft caress of my own hands. Each passing second builds the heat, but the real fire is burning just beneath the surface.
It's more than just the water that makes my breath quicken. There's a whisper in the air, like a promise waiting to be fulfilled. Come closer... you might just feel it too.