Her soft lips traveled down his neck. She was too short to reach his jawline so he grabbed her waist and hoisted her up, wrapping her legs around his torso. Jina took a sharp breath when she felt his rod poking her, making her blush. She leaned over to nibble along his jawline, leaving little bites alone his taut skin.
Hobin held her close, feeling her body against his. The water had drenched both of them while steam flew all around the small shower encasing, fogging the glass. He felt her lips trailing all over his jaw and neck, her fierce yearning making his groan. The desire in them was inextinguishable and he was buried in her neck, licking her soft spot. His rod was almost at her entrance, only poking her to incite low moans from her.
