John convinces Jane to provide manual relief

John's erection had a mind of its own, stubbornly growing despite his attempts to quell it. The combination of the steam, the intimacy, and the knowledge that they were alone and naked together stoked the flames of arousal.

"Hey," John murmured, his voice betraying his nervousness.

Jane turned her head to him, eyebrow raised. "What's up?"

John cleared his throat, attempting a casual tone. "You know, since we're in our private steam sanctuary, maybe you could... you know, lend me a hand?"

Jane burst into laughter, the sound echoing gently in the steam-filled room. "Oh, John, you're something else."

Embarrassment tinged John's cheeks, but he found himself chuckling along. "Well, a guy can try."

Jane's laughter subsided, and she gave him a playful smirk. "Alright, fine. Let's see what you've got."

With a mix of excitement and bashfulness, John watched as Jane's hand reached out, fingers curling around his erection. Her touch sent sparks of pleasure coursing through him.

Jane grinned, adopting a sultry tone. "You're not going to last long, are you?"

John let out a breathy laugh, leaning back against the heated surface. "I have to admit, this feels pretty damn good."

Jane's grip tightened, her hand working its magic as she encouraged him with a seductive whisper. "Come on, John. Let go for me."

John's hips moved in time with Jane's motions, the sensations building within him. He watched Jane's breasts sway with each of her strokes, the visual fuelling his desire further.

Jane's words of encouragement were like a melody in his ears, pushing him closer to the edge. And then, with a shuddering release, he climaxed, his pleasure shooting into the air.

Jane's hand didn't falter; she continued to stroke him through his release, guiding him to completion. "That's it, John. Let it all out."

As his body relaxed, John tenderly thanked Jane, his cheeks flushed with both embarrassment and gratitude.

Jane wiped her hand on a towel, smirking at his cum-covered state. "You owe me one."

John chuckled, glancing at the mess. "Yeah, I think I do."

Jane gestured towards the surroundings. "We should clean up."

John nodded, and they both rose to their feet. But before they could make a move, Jane had an idea. She reached for a hose tucked away in a corner, and John raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"What's that for?"

Jane gave him a mischievous grin. "Watch and learn."

John obediently stood up, curiosity piqued. Jane expertly used the hose to wash away the cum stains from where they had been seated, leaving the area looking spotless.

As they settled back down, the air filled with contented silence. They leaned against each other, their closeness a comforting reminder of their connection.

But soon, the heat of the steam began to take its toll on John. He looked at Jane and noticed a similar flush on her skin.

"Starting to get a bit too toasty in here," John noted.

Jane nodded, fanning herself with a hand. "Yeah, I'm starting to feel it too."

A sly smile curled on John's lips. "Maybe we should find something to cool down?"

Jane's cheeks turned a shade pinker, and she nodded in agreement. "Sounds like a plan."

Together, they made their way out of the steam room, leaving behind a realm of intimacy and pleasure.