It had been a long time since they had truly been intimate. The moment they touched, it was like dry tinder meeting a raging flame—unstoppable and consuming.

Ethan had just finished washing up, his body exuding the crisp scent of bamboo mingled with the faint freshness of mint from mouthwash.

No matter how many times Ethan let her stay on top, Ivy’s energy still burned out quickly. In the end, she could only look to him for help.

The air turned ...