Sabrina reached over blindly, habit guiding her hand, to grab soap and a washcloth, working the soap into a lather, before slowly running the soapy cloth over his skin, her tongue teasing his bottom lip.
"Could it be something like this?" Alek question, the soap suddenly disappearing inside her, his hand cup over her entrance so that it didn't fall out.
"You'll have to...do better...than that," Sabrina gasped, before biting her lip to keep quiet when she continued to clench around the soap, the fact that it wasn't moving in and out of her making the sensation as crazily teasing as it was insanely pleasurable.
Alek knelt in front of her, kissing down her torso while did. He glanced up at her while he moved his thumb and took her sensitive flesh between his teeth.
Sabrinas pushed him against the wall, and rubbed her body against his, both of them slick with the warm water.