Ashton turned on the shower head, testing the water for a minute before pulling me under the spray, my back to his chest, running his fingers through my hair, making me relax as his nails scratched lightly on my scalp. As I leaned back into his body for support, I felt a purr vibrate through his chest.
"Does that feel good?" he asked as he poured some more shampoo onto his hands and began to lather it. I could only manage to respond with a satisfied moan as my body felt more sated and relaxed than it had in years due to his skillful technique. I admit, when Ashton suggested we take a shower together, i wasn't expecting to really be getting clean, but in our times together, I should've known how unpredictable he could really be. In fact, until now, I hadn't known there was another level of satisfaction, that there was more than sex.
Scalp rubbing was downright therapeutic....and it got the leftover gum in my hair out.
