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“You’re not too good at sitting still, are you?” Alex asked rhetorically, her signal that it was okay for Charlotte to come in. The steam collected on the glass covered her well enough.

Charlotte pushed the door open, but Alex could tell her form was resting against the frame instead of barreling forward as Alex expected. “Maybe I’m just not as good as you are at resisting temptation.”

Alex took her time rinsing her hair before lathering shower gel on her body. She’d intended on waiting to have sex with Charlotte, but there was only so much willpower at her disposal.

When she’d slicked her hair back and gotten rid of the mascara running o her eyes, Alex cleared her throat.

“Looks like you’re doing a pretty great job at resisting if you’re still standing there.”

Charlotte didn’t waste another second before kicking o her shoes and beginning to undress. For a moment, Alex wished she was the one undressing her, revealing every inch of skin a little at a time to make the most of it. But Charlotte couldn’t be contained, and she was happy to oblige. There would be other moments for di erent kinds of intimacy. She hoped.

With every tentative step Charlotte took toward the glass door, the invisible vice trained on Alex’s chest tightened another inch. Forty-six was looming ever closer, a fact Alex had never been more aware of as she presented herself naked and without makeup under the bright LED lights of her bathroom to a very physically fit woman nearly half her age.

Alex was active, but she’d grown softer in places despite her regular workouts.

Steam billowed out of the large shower when Charlotte opened the door. If Charlotte was less than impressed, it didn’t show on her face. Her eyes shot down Alex’s body as her cover disappeared into the cool air of the bathroom before Charlotte closed the door again.

“You’re incredible,” Charlotte groaned, lunging forward and pinning Alex against the warm stone wall with her naked body.

Heat raced over Alex’s already overheated skin as she parted Charlotte’s lips with her own. Charlotte opened for her, giving herself without resistance.

Spinning Charlotte around, Alex let her get under the shower and wet her hair to get it out of her way. Reading the nonverbal cues, Charlotte got under the stream and arched her back.

Alex was transfixed by the sight of water running over her exceptional body. The uneven tan lines showed that she spent a lot of time outside in shorts and tank tops. A runner maybe. The well-defined muscles in her abdomen indicated more than just that. Weight training as well, perhaps.

“I thought you didn’t like to watch,” Charlotte said as she lathered her pale midsection.

Alex stepped back, taking a seat on the teak bench built into her shower before crossing her legs and crossing her arms over her chest. “I believe I said I didn’t have a particular need to be watched,” she corrected. “I never said I didn’t want to watch you.”

Charlotte smirked but didn’t say anything else as she made a show of washing her body. When she was finished, she sauntered toward her.

Standing before Alex as if she was presenting her with a gift, Charlotte let her arms hang at her side. There was nothing she needed to cover. “Are you going to inspect my work, Ms. Leon?”

Charlotte’s confidence was even more enticing than her physique. Alex couldn’t resist reaching out and running her fingertips over Charlotte’s chest and down to her navel as beads of water raced over her smooth skin.

As if beckoning her touch lower, Charlotte parted her legs, inviting Alex in. She was so slick with arousal Alex nearly gasped as her finger slipped e ortlessly inside.

With each exploratory touch and gentle circle drawn lazily around Charlotte’s hardening flesh, Charlotte moaned softly.

Alex couldn’t tear her eyes away from her face. Her knitted eyebrows and slightly ajar mouth would have signaled pain if they weren’t accompanied by sounds of pleasure and steadily increasing wetness.

The closer to climax Charlotte got, the more radiant she became. It was so intoxicating to watch her teeter on the brink that Alex wasn’t sure she’d ever let her tumble over.

“Please,” Charlotte begged, still unable to open her eyes.

“Please, what?” Alex asked, knowing full well what she wanted.

Charlotte crumpled forward, resting her forearm on the wall above Alex’s head. Her attempt to thrust herself closer and force more friction backfired. Alex adjusted her touch, keeping it only heavy enough to tease but not satisfy.

In the face of Charlotte’s continued silence, Alex craned her neck up, catching the hard point of Charlotte’s nipple between her lips. Charlotte’s whimper sent a throb of desire coursing through Alex’s body, but she didn’t let it show.

Instead, she applied more pressure with her mouth and slightly less with her fingers.

Charlotte’s thighs trembled in response, and Alex had to stop herself from smirking. Showing Charlotte where the power lay was most e ective if she remained stoic.

When Alex was satisfied that Charlotte had reached her edging threshold, she released her breast and leaned her back against the wall.

“Put your leg up here,” Alex demanded with measured control despite her racing heart and aching core.