The stream of water started drenching them.
The water temperature was perfect, neither too hot nor too cold. But it was warm enough to comfort her. The moment it started drenching her, she shivered at first and held him even tighter.
He pushed her further ahead so that the water could drench her complete body and sober her up.
Streams of water started running on her face and down to her legs, soaking her up completely.
As he had moved ahead with her, they both were directly under the shower, so he himself got drenched along with her.
She was curled up in his arms like a lamb.
His hands kept caressing her back but slowly it started becoming unbearable for him.
Her wet body, with her clothes clinging on to her, made her look even more desirable. He not only wanted her bad, but he wanted to devour on her, show her his ways of love.
Because of all the water and wetness her dress had become all heavy and naturally that made the neck of the dress run even deeper than earlier.
