Alex stood frozen, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. Claire's green eyes locked with his, her smile growing more teasing by the second. "I see you," Alex managed to whisper, his voice nearly drowned out by the cascading water. His pulse raced as Claire stepped out of the shower, her wet skin catching the light in a dazzling way. She reached for the towel, but instead of wrapping it around herself, she slowy dried her body, giving Alex a deliberate view. "And what do you think you should do now?" she asked, her tone playful yet demanding. He took a step forward, his erection pressing against his jeans. Claire's smirk deepened as she noticed, her eyebrows raising in a silent invitation. "I think I should come closer," he answered, his hands already reaching out to touch her. As he approached, Claire's body responded instinctively. Her nipples hardened beneath his gentle touch, and she gasped softly, her chest heaving. "Closer still," she whispered, guiding him toward her. His hands roamed over her curves, feeling the softness of her skin, the firmness of her muscles. Claire's breath hitched as Alex cupped her ass, his fingers skating close to her moist center. "Do you want this, Alex?" Her voice was barely a whisper, but it carried the weight of a thousand promises. "Yes," he breathed against her neck, his lips finding hers in a hungry kiss. The room filled with the sound of skin on skin, steam on glass, and their own laboured breathing. Claire led him toward the bathroom sink, pushing him against it, their bodies pressed tightly together. "Then show me," she whispered, her hand finding the waistband of his jeans. Alex's gloves gently lifted her hips as he guided her toward the sink, their movements becoming one.