It was slow and we moved together. It was an exploration of how we responded to each other, what made the other react in the best kind of ways. I swear I’d kissed at least every inch of her twice over, and she’d run her hands all over me in return.
It was only as we finally pulled apart, relaxed and fully satiated, that I’m brought back to reality by the trickle of water down a drain. Confused for a moment, I finally remembered the water was still running.
I heard Sin giggling from the bed as I finally turned off the taps to the full, and very much overflowing bathtub. I heard her splashing footsteps behind me as she approached, and her laughter grew louder as I stood, completely naked, in a pool of water on the tiled floor.
“It was a nice sentiment,” she said, “but somehow I have a feeling the water should have stayed inside the tub.”
I shot her an incredulous look. “Smart ass.” My tone was nothing short of sarcastic.
She rolled her eyes before grinning at me and dropping the face washer into the sink. “I’d rather be a smart ass than a dumb ass, cowboy.”
This time it was my turn to roll my own eyes. “You weren’t complaining a moment ago about me being a dumb ass.”
“I’m pretty sure I grabbed your ass,” she bantered back at me.
“True and I loved it.” She smiled. “Help me clean this up?” I asked while bending over the tub to remove the plug.
“Of course.” She reached for a towel hanging on the rack and dropped it before bending to pick it up and wringing it out over the sink.
Next time, I was definitely going with the shower.