<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/3c/2d/14/3c2d144ad6cf331810886458945e7752.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Adriana Archibald<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Chef<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 1st,  Middayish<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Her room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>water and a stranger's arms<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Not-Jack (Javier)<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Shower time<hr/><br/><br/>The indulgent pace was not what Adri expected from a complete stranger having unexpected sex in the shower. Her experience with guys in the shower was that they usually either hurried it along in a frantic way to get away from slippery floor tiles, or stayed in the shower for warmup and moved with her over to a bed or a bathroom counter for the actual fucking. This one... Ohh this one seemed entirely good staying right where he was. Rough hands moving from her hips to her waist and breasts rooted her to the spot. The demanding way he took her sent little thrills of excitement down her spine that exploded in the pit of her stomach and added to satisfyingly building tension in her body. She was no dominatrix, but she usually took the reigns at some point and made sure she got exactly what<em>she</em>wanted from her partner. Something told her she wasn't about to call the shots now, at least not this way. And it was fucking<em>delicious</em>!<br/><br/>His voice in her ear, words spiced with a hint of accent and a whole lot of cocky confidence, had her grinning where she stood pressed to the glass. She thought he was going to move them to an easier place in the room when he slowed the pace, but instead of doing that or doing what she wanted, he surprised her once more.<br/><br/>"I don't know, papi," she replied to his teasing, purred the words between soft moans and did her best to contain twitches of pleasure when he had one hand covering her eyes and one rubbing her clit. She was close. "Are you sure you can make me cum, hmm?" The joking question was made rhetorical by telling signs of how close she was to orgasm. Her pussy clenched around his cock, her arms tensed, her hips rolled wildly and her moans grew louder in the steam filled shower stall. But before she got there she twisted her upper body quickly and reached her hand to the back of the stranger's neck to trap him. "Come on, shower guy..." She urged him on and kissed him, the rest of her sentence drowned in a moan onto his lips as pleasure rippled through her.<br/>