*Shelby*

We both lie panting, sweat forming a salty film on our skin. My fingers traced lazy circles across Michael’s chest before slowly working their way down. His breathing became shallow as my soft fingertips brushed against his hardening erection.

"Ready for round two?" I whispered huskily in his ear.

He nodded, and I moved closer and straddled him. He grabbed my face and pressed his lips to mine with fierce desperation. ...