Kyle’s POV
Knowing that there was no way I’d leave without f*****g her, I opened the cupboard with toiletries and picked a condom.
Just like the last time, her eyes watched every movement of my fingers as I slipped it on.
“Uh, no,” she swallowed nervously.
I smiled knowingly and walked towards her until I was right outside the shower doors, gazing at how unbelievably hot she looked with steam blurring her nakedness and water droplets resting on every inch of her body.
“Do I need a formal invitation to join you, partner?” I saw her eyes drop to my waistline again and hurriedly make its way back up to my face, “is formality a kink of yours? Enlighten me, love.”
She placed a hand on the glass door and sluggishly held it close, all the while seeming like a thousand thoughts were runni
