Life couldn't be any more perfect than it was right now.
The room was illuminated by the scented candles. Warm light clung to wet skin.
In the middle of the room sat Luke, on a stool. His body was completely naked and relaxed, every muscle loose while heat gathered low in his stomach.
Behind him, Laila currently rubbed his back with a wet fabric, cleaning the grime and dust from him. The cloth dragged slow over his shoulders. Water ran down his spine in thin, ticklish lines.
Ginna stood beside him, taking care of his hair. Her fingers slowly and gently threaded through the strands as she scrubbed his scalp, nails grazing just enough to make him sigh in contentment.
And before him, crouching was a beautiful brunette busily cleaning his legs.
The water had splashed on her clothes, causing her thin dress to become a little see through. And in this position, looking down, he could see her massive bust ready to spill out, nipples faintly visible through the wet fabric.
