-Corrine-

My anger melted right away under Andrew’s touch.

I could no longer think clearly; all I could feel was his hands and lips exploring my body.

Andrew kissed my shoulder as his hand moved between my thighs. He gently pushed my legs apart, making me sit with them spread. My grip on the towel loosened, and it slipped down to just below my breast.

Andrew didn’t waste the opportunity. He pulled the towel off so forcefully it almost tore, then tossed it far into the corner of the room.

“Is this what you were hoping for, Corrine, when you wanted to train with me?” he asked, his voice laced...