We'll get you a shower in the room

You walk arm in arm over the sand. "I'm going to want a shower if we're going to the room," Jess whispers. "As hot as this is, and it is fucking hot, I'm not sure I want to wear it all night." She leans her head against your shoulder and kisses you on your jaw. "I will though, if you want me, too," she says quietly. "I'll keep the cum on my tits as long as you want." You grin at her.

"We're going to have a shower," you tell her. "And I'm going to wash every inch of your perfect body. And you're going to cum. Probably more than once." Jess shudders. "And then..."

"If it lives up to what went through my mind right now, I might let you do whatever the fuck you want to me." You grin and pulled her closer to you. You can almost feel her grin, even though you can't see her face.

"Don't get too close. I've still got all of your cum on my firm breasts." She sighs. "I love the way that sounds," she says, holding you more tightly. "Like I'm yours."

"Yeah," you say, surprised at how warm the notion makes you. You are surprised, too, that you feel your lust piqued so soon after Jess has taken care of you. Your hand grips her shoulder tightly as you move toward the resort. As you get closer, Jess pulls away from you and adjusts her dress, closing it a bit before watching it slide open. Her cleavage comes into view, and even in the dim light, a combination of starlight and the resorts glowing lobby, you can see traces of your cum on the interior curves of her breasts. She doesn't notice you looking, and you make your way to the door, holding it open for her without comment. She strides through, and as little as people have been paying attention to that point, you almost proudly notice quite a few heads turn. You grin as you make your way to the elevator , and when the door closes, you find yourselves alone.

"They knew. Even if they didn't see, they knew," Jess says as she leans into you again.

"Knew what?" you ask.

"I'm yours," she says, taking a deep breath. You hold her even closer as the elevator moves, and you both quickly make your way to your room.

"I'm going to shower now," she whispers. You reach up and help peel the dress off her. You both grin as Jess's naked body is revealed to you, your dried cum still visible on her tits.

You follow her into the bathroom, stripping as you move through, and gather all of the clothes and put it into a bag that Jess wisely purchased for dirty laundry. You hear the water cascading as you walk into the bathroom, and your excitement jumps as you glance on your fiancée.

Jess is the perfect height. Her five-five frame supports her curves well, and unclothed, you are able to trace her body slowly. She is wetting her hair as she stands in the shower, but she has not closed the shower door. Your eyes follow her slightly round face, her smooth, just pouty enough lips, and down her cheek to her neck. You know it's a strange fascination, but the way her neck slopes into her shoulders has always been a sticking point. It might also have something to do with the way she purrs when you kiss her there, or how she's told you you've basically gotten sex by rubbing her shoulders and neck.

As your eyes follow down to her chest, her apple-sized tits hang firm on her chest. They are topped with the most perfect, gumdrop shaped nipples, though smaller than a gumdrop by about half. They look red and firm under the water as it pours down her breasts and moves toward her toned stomach. You groan inwardly as you remember your hand on her stomach the first time you saw her naked. Taking a deep breath, you step forward, and trace her rounded hips to her cleanly shaven pussy. You lick your lips as dozens of wicked ideas race through your mind, and you move closer, your eyes tracing her toned legs. You close the door behind you and reach for the cloth that Jess has brought into the shower. You start at her neck, scrubbing some soap into the cloth. With your right hand, you gently scrub, and your left gently holds her hip. She leans back slightly, and you scrub her neck softly, kissing it after the water washes her clean.

"John," she starts, and you take the cloth down her left arm, then switch hands and stroke her right. The whole time, she stands there mostly motionless, though she constantly rolls her neck slightly as you bathe her. You move to her back, tracing the contours of her back before resting on the top of her smooth ass. She lightly sighs as the water washes over her and you gently clean her. You take extra time with her ass, marveling at its tightness, and wondering if you need to follow her workout regimen just to keep up. You lean over and begin washing her thighs, sliding close to her smooth pussy, but never actually touching it. You can hear the slight whimper as you don't try to get her off, and grin to yourself. You dutifully keep washing, and soon her back, arms, and legs are clean.

Jess turns to you, her eyes full of emotion. One of which seems to be lust, you note as your hand finds her stomach and gently rubs the cloth over her abs. She looks down at you as your hand slowly moves in small circles up her body. By the time the cloth brushes the underside of her breasts, Jessica's breath is short and fast. Your hand covers her right breast first, and you look at her as you clean off the remnants of your load. Your hand lingers there a bit longer than necessary, and Jess smiles, her hand touching your face as you move to her left breast. She actually moans as you touch it, and you mask your surprise. Jess seems really turned on as you slowly bathe her breasts. You've stood, your hands continuing your slow, methodical cleaning. You step slightly closer and Jess sighs, surrendering to you as her hand slips from your face, to your shoulder, then to her side again. She watches intently as you clean, seeming to enjoy the way her breasts move under your hand. You gently turn to her nipples, and she moans, low and loud. "Oh fuck," she whispers.

The next ten seconds seem like an eternity to you, and you watch Jess's hand slide to your forearms. She looks into your eyes before they shut, and a low moan slips out of her. "Baby," she manages to whisper before she shudders with an unmistakable (though small) orgasm. She looks up to you, her eyes wide and grins weakly.

"Did you?" you begin. Jess nods.

"Only the second time I've done that," she whispers, a sound almost lost in the pattering of water on the walls. You grin, leaning in to kiss her.

"You're almost clean," you tell her. You're certain you've cleaned her torso off, and her extremities are very clean-looking. You gently lean in to kiss her and slowly push her against the wall. "There's just... one place I haven't gotten." Jess bites her lip, looking at you demurely.

"Oh," she says.