I came home ready to take a shower, almost naked, just enough on to tease you. But instead of rinsing off, I slid into a bathtub filled to the brim to play our dunking games.
Face-down dunks, bubbles as I tried to talk underwater, gasps for air, counting each plunge, and dirty whispers between dunks. Some quick and breathless, others slow and aching.
Watching me fight for air while dripping wet will leave you craving every bubble, gasp, and moan again and again.
