The room is filled with the sound of water lapping against the tub, the only other noise the soft sighs of the woman submerged within. She's not rushing, not yet. Instead, she's taking her time, exploring her body as if it's the first time. She's not shy, not with the way she arches her back, not with the way she lets her fingers wander. She's a tease, but she's also a participant, enjoying the sensation of the water, the heat, the softness of her own skin. She's playing a game, one of anticipation and desire, and it's a game she's very good at.