“Oh, Marcy...you’re so perfect,” the platinum-haired man whispered sensually, tracing my bare skin with his cold, delicate fingers.
He lifted my chin up, pulling my face closer to his to kiss me passionately. The feeling of his naked chest pressing against my breasts as the warm water fell over our bodies was simply heavenly. His lips slowly moved to my neck, gently sucking on my marking spot. Instinctively, my arms wrapped around his shoulders when my legs trembled, causing me to lose balance. A sassy smile lit up his face as he realized the effect he had on me before his hand traveled to my lower back, helping support my weight.
“You looked so glorious in your training clothes,” he cooed in my ear. “But you look even better without them.”
Knowing I wouldn’t have enough strength to get
