Owen’s Pov
I ran a towel through my damp hair, striding from the bathroom. Cold air from the air-con came against my wet body, causing goosebumps.
It was either that or the sight of Alex's wobbling ass in front of me while she walked ahead.
The shower didn't seem to wash away the smell of s*x from her. Not that I wanted it to anyway.
Combined with that supple pair of temptation, I was bound to go for a second round if she didn't have a towel around her soon.
Instinctively, I strode closer to where she stood by the sofa and wrapped the one I held around her.
Alex readily rolled into it, her nose perked up in a smile that warmed my heart. "You don't like the sight?" She teased. I could feel my c**k twitching in response to her words.
After planting a peck on her lips, I pulled
