Chapter Twenty Three

After their initial shower, Ethan found himself drawn to Clara once more, his desire reignited by the sight of her wet, soapy skin. He pulled her into his arms, his hands roaming over her curves as he kissed her deeply, tasting the lingering hint of salt from the sea.

Clara melted against him, her own hunger resurfacing as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Ethan lifted her effortlessly, carrying her to the large glass-enclosed shower. He set her down, then stepped back to admire her beauty, his eyes devouring every inch of her body.

"Let me worship you," he murmured, dropping to his knees before Clara. He leaned in, his tongue darting out to lick a slow, sensual path up her inner thigh, pausing to circle her clit before delving between her folds.

Clara's head fell back, a low moan escaping her lips as Ethan's skilled tongue worked its magic on her sensitive flesh. He lavished attention on her, alternating between long, slow licks and quick, flickering touches that had her writhing against the cool tile.

Lost in the pleasure, Clara reached for Ethan, guiding his head closer as she ground her hips against his face. Ethan obliged, plunging his tongue deep inside her, fucking her with it as his fingers found purchase on her ass, squeezing and kneading the supple flesh.

Clara's hands fisted in Ethan's hair, holding him tight as she rode his face, her juices flowing freely. Just when she thought she might collapse from the intensity, Ethan pulled back, rising to his feet with a wicked grin.

"Now it's my turn," he said, his voice rough with need.

Clara smiled coyly, leading Ethan by the hand to the edge of the shower. She knelt before him, her fingers deftly unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. Ethan's cock sprang free, thick and hard, the tip glistening with pre-cum.

Without hesitation, Clara wrapped her lips around him, taking him deep into her warm, wet mouth. Ethan groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair as she bobbed her head, sucking him with expert skill.

Clara looked up at Ethan, her eyes locked with his as she swallowed around his length, taking him to the hilt. Ethan's hips jerked, his cock twitching in her mouth as he fought the urge to explode. Clara hummed, the vibrations sending shivers through him, and he knew he wouldn't last much longer.

Ethan's control snapped, and with a guttural moan, he came undone, his hot seed flooding Clara's mouth. She swallowed every drop, her throat working to milk him dry as she savored the taste of his essence.

When he finally stilled, Clara released him, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. Ethan helped her to her feet, pulling her close for a deep, lingering kiss, their tongues twining together in a sensual dance.

As the water continued to cascade over their bodies, they stood there, wrapped in each other's embrace, savoring the aftermath of their intimate encounters. It was moments like these that reminded Ethan why he adored Clara so deeply - her ability to ignite passion within him, to push boundaries and explore new depths of pleasure.