John waits until Jane returns

While he waited for Jane 's return, John found his thoughts drifting aimlessly, weaving a tapestry of fantasies that involved the mysterious woman across the room. His hand would occasionally wander to his erection, giving himself a few strokes because it felt so undeniably good, the touch of his own hand sending electric pulses through his body.

In the midst of his mental wanderings, the sound of the door opening jolted him back to reality. He turned his head, heart racing, and recognized the silhouette of Jane 's body stepping into the steam-filled room.

As Jane closed the door with a soft thud, the mist swirling around her form, John watched her step carefully towards him. Her presence, as she settled down beside him, was a welcome distraction from the fantasies that had been consuming his mind.

"Finally found my way back," Jane whispered, her breath warm against his ear. John couldn't help but smile, relieved that she was back by his side. He felt a wave of affection for her as she nestled in closer, their naked bodies brushing against each other.

Jane 's eyes didn't miss the state of his erection, and she leaned in with a playful glint in her eye. "Seems like someone missed me," she teased, her voice a low murmur that sent shivers down his spine.