Water trickled down the etched lines of Gavin Stark’s hard
body as he stood beneath the warm spray. His fingers combed through his raven
black hair, allowing the soap to wash through. Alexa sat perched upon the sink,
watching as he moved his tall frame further beneath the nozzle and suds turned
to clear water as he lifted his face to let the shower rain down on him.
Heat flared to life within Alexa as she imagined those hands
gripping her thighs and rudely exposing her most intimate parts. As if reading
her thoughts, Gavin’s dark lashes opened and the depths of his steely blue eyes
locked onto hers with a look of desire and that delicious smirk. “You know, you
could have joined me,” he said, his voice echoing around the small room.
