Rivals Or Lovers
By the time we hit the shower, all the teasing had melted into something hotter, more desperate.
Steam rose as we undressed each other, and Ryan’s hands were always too skilled and knowing, he traced every inch of me. “See?” he murmured against my ear, lips brushing my neck. “This is how we win tomorrow. Focus, stamina… and motivation.”
I groaned, pressing against him as I flipped him to the wall trying not to lose my mind in the heat of it.
His lips curled in a smirk, “I've been waiting for this. Finally.” His lips captured mine in a long, needy kiss as the water ran over us.