What's next?
It’s time to clean up
James pulled out of her gently, his cock slick with their combined juices. "Come on, baby," he murmured, standing and holding out a hand to help her up. "We need a shower before we get too sticky." His eyes were dark with satisfaction, but there was a hint of something else—a hunger that hadn't been sated. Felicity knew that this was just the first of many times they would share this kind of intimacy, and she couldn't wait for more.
Felicity took his hand, her legs wobbly from the intensity of her orgasm. She reached up to remove her veil, feeling it catch slightly on her hair before it finally came free. The delicate lace fell to the floor, the last vestige of her wedding day left behind as she stepped into the bathroom with James.

The room was bathed in steam from the running water, and she could see the outline of his body in the foggy mirror as he adjusted the showerhead. James turned to her, his eyes smoldering with need.

He reached out and pulled her close, his hands running over her body, tracing the lines of her curves. "Let's get you clean," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction. He led her into the shower, the warm water cascading over them both. It washed away the stickiness of their passion, but not the heat that still simmered between them.

Felicity leaned against him, letting the water run through her hair as James picked up a bottle of body wash. He squirted some into his hand and began to lather her up, his palms moving over her skin in slow, sensual circles. His hands were firm but gentle, and she felt herself relaxing under his touch.

He washed her shoulders, her arms, her back, and she could feel the tension of the day melting away. When he reached her breasts, his touch grew more deliberate, his thumbs teasing her nipples until they were hard again. She gasped, her body responding instinctively.

James chuckled, a low, dark sound that sent shivers down her spine. "I don't think you're going to get enough of this, are you?" he murmured, his breath hot against her neck. He turned her to face him, his cock hard once again. "But I'm not done with you yet."

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