ELLIOT

I stood there, watching her with my head slightly bowed. The steam from the small bathhouse enveloped us, warming our skin.

Her soft hands fumbled slightly as she began undoing my buttons.

All these years with this woman by my side, and never had I drowned in this scorching desire consuming me now.

She opened my shirt and slid it smoothly down my broad shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.

The intense look in her eyes devoured my chest. Her fingers traced timidly over my heated skin,