2 ~ The Slick Heat.

WRITER’s POV

Alex's short hair grew damp at the temples, sweat beading on his forehead before trickling down his neck in thin rivulets.

The drops soaked into the collar of his tank top, darkening the fabric as they traced slow paths over the swell of his pecs, making the material cling to his skin like a lover's touch.

Liam matched his pace effortlessly, his eyes locked on the way Alex's body moved with each stride. Alex's hips rolled fluidly, the snug black shorts riding up just enough to show the flex of his glutes.

Liam's breaths came deeper, not just from the run but from...