It's our last day at the hotel. I woke up early and decide not to disturb you. I slip out to the living room and grab myself a snack while I explore my phone for a bit. After getting caught up on the day's news and playing a few games, I decide I may as well start getting ready for the day.
You're still asleep when I enter the bedroom. I smile, looking down on your sleeping form, taking in the delicate way your hair falls across your face and how you sleep with one leg tucked against you with the other stretched out. I'm tempted to get under the covers and explore that beautiful body of yours but I knew you were tired after a late night and need to catch up on your sleep. Instead I place a gentle kiss on the side of your cheek, barely brushing you with my lips, then head into the bathroom.
I open the glass door to the shower stall to let the water warm up while I strip down. I step in under the rainfall shower head and begin washing away the dirt from the previous day. I stand there for a moment, basking in the gentle fall of water against my skin. It's been a wonderful weekend away, it's a shame it has to come to an end.
I break from my reverie and begin working shampoo through my hair. I close my eyes to keep the suds from seeping in and massage my scalp with water cascading down my back. Suddenly I feel a wash of cold air across my skin. Before I can react, the feeling is replaced with your warm silky skin pressed tightly against mine.
"Good morning," I say with a smile, my eyes still closed.
You reply by getting up on your toes and greeting my wet lips with a kiss. You gently push me further into the downpour of water, soaking your own body in the process. I feel the water pour down between us, weaving it's way between your breasts pressed flat against my chest. It winds its way down our stomach to where our hips meet and traces its way through the interwoven twist of our legs. Your body begins to follow the path of the water, gently sliding down my chest and stomach. My hardened cock gets caught on your sumptuous breasts as they glide past, the nipples grazing my tip. I shudder from the sensation.
I feel your delicate fingers wrap themselves around my thick shaft as you gently take me into your warm mouth. Your full lips graze along my length, feeling me pulse inside you as you taste me with your tongue. I let out a soft moan, barely audible over the din of the falling water. Blindly, I reach down. My hands find your shoulders, crawling along until the weave their way into your wet hair. I begin to firmly guide you back and forth on my cock, driving myself deeper and deeper into your mouth.