Pranali nodded, her body already craving the feel of hot water cascading over her. They stumbled into the shower, their legs unsteady and their bodies sticky with their passion. The spray hit them both, washing away the sweat and the evidence of their lovemaking. They stood under the water, their eyes locked, the steam rising around them like a lover's embrace.Without a word, Harshad reached for the soap, his eyes never leaving pranali. He lathered up his hands and began to wash her body, his touch tender and reverent, as if he were worshipping his goddess.

Pranali moaned as harshad washed her breasts, his thumbs flicking over her sensitive nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. His hands traveled down her torso, over her stomach, and between her legs, where he cleaned her gently before sliding a finger inside her still-throbbing pussy.