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Jake watched as she grabbed the soap, her hands lathering it into a white, bubbly foam. She started with her arms, rubbing the soap in circular motions, the bubbles sliding down her skin, glistening in the light. Her eyes were closed, her face peaceful and serene.

Jake couldn't help but stare at her, his eyes roaming over her naked body, taking in every inch of her. He could see the muscles in her arms rippling beneath her skin, her defined abs contracting as she washed her stomach. She moved lower, her hands caressing her hips, the soap leaving a white trail in its wake. Jake could see her breasts, her nipples hard and perked, her areolas a deep shade of pink.

Zoe turned around, her back facing Jake. He could see the curve of her spine, the muscles in her back tensing as she washed her shoulders. Her short brown hair was sticking to her head, the water droplets trailing down her neck and onto her firm, round buttocks.

Zoe bent over, her hands reaching down to wash her legs. Jake could see the small of her back, her hips flaring out gently, the defined muscles of her thighs and calves. He could see the pink, delicate folds of her sex, hidden just barely behind the curve of her ass.

Jake felt his heart pounding, his blood rushing through his veins as he watched her.
"You have no idea how hot you are," Jake said, his voice thick with desire.

Zoe opened her eyes, a smile playing on her lips as she turned around to face him.

"What do you mean?" she asked, her voice low and seductive.

"I mean that you're fucking hot," Jake replied, his eyes burning with desire as he took in her naked form. "And the fact that you don't care about being seen naked makes you even sexier."

Zoe chuckled, the sound low and sultry.

"Well, I'm glad you think so," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.