The next morning.
Soft rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm golden glow across Jake and Grace's room.
The once-messy bed had gone quiet, the luxurious sheets still scattered loosely across the mattress.
The room itself was peaceful, save for the faint sounds of flesh meeting flesh mixing with splashing water coming from the bathing room.
Plap!
Plap!
Plap!
"Ahh~ Jake~ I love you ♡~"
"Arghh…"
Steam hung thick in the bathing room, clinging to the mirrors and turning the morning light hazy.
Water poured from the overhead spout in a steady warm sheet, running over Jake's shoulders and down the line of Grace's back before spilling onto the tile.
Inside the bathroom, beneath the falling water, Jake and Grace had begun their morning indulgence once again.
Jake stood while Grace clung to him, arms locked around his neck, legs spread wide around his waist, her whole weight lifted clear of the floor.
