Chapter 21 Streaming sex💦

Chapter 21 Streaming sex💦
Nora's pov

My breath catches.
“Daniel…”
He takes one step closer. The air thickens with steam and tension.
“I knocked,” he says hoarsely. “You didn’t answer. I thought–”He stops.
I swallow hard. My fingers are still twitching against my clit–unintentional, reflexive.
A tiny whimper escapes before I can stop it. His eyes darken to something wicked and dangerous.
“Were you thinking about last night?” he asks. His voice teasing me. “About me?”
I can’t lie. Not now. Not with him looking at me like he wants to devour me whole.
“Yes.”I stutter.
Another step.
The steam swirls around him. His T-shirt clings to his chest from the humidity. His sweatpants were hanging low. I can see the thick outline of his erection straining against the fabric.
“I walked away last night,” he says quietly. “Because if I’d stayed… I wouldn’t have been gentle. I would’ve fucked you until you couldn’t walk. Until you screamed my name so loud the neighbors called the cops.”
My knees threaten to buckle.
“I wanted that,” I whisper.
“I still want that.”
He reaches for the curtain. Doesn’t pull it back yet. Just holds the edge like he’s giving me one last chance to say no.
I don’t.
I step forward instead with water streaming down my body, dripping onto the tile until only the thin plastic separates us.“Then don’t walk away this time,” I say.
His jaw flexes.His fingers tighten on the curtain.And then he pulls it aside.