She sang into the showerhead, her voice like a siren's call. She took in the sight of the man standing there, his eyes wide with surprise and arousal. He was lost in the moment, lost in the pleasure of his own touch

She sang into the showerhead, her voice like a siren's call. Her hands danced across her body, caressing every inch of skin. She was lost in the moment, lost in the pleasure of her own touch. And then she heard it - a soft click from behind her. She turned to see a man standing there, his eyes wide with surprise and arousal. He took in the sight of her naked body and licked his lips hungrily. And then he spoke: "I've been watching you for weeks now," he said, his voice low and husky. "I couldn't resist any longer."