Chapter 618

Hannah's kiss had been awkward but daring, catching Vincent off guard.

Instinctively, Vincent had jerked his head to the side,trying to pull back, but the confined space trapped him, making it seem as though he welcomed her advance.

Sensing his reaction, Hannah's confidence had surged, her boldness igniting further. Her fingers, almost on their own,began exploring his chest and shoulders, tracing his form.

Vincent, regaining control, had gently grasped her wandering hands, nudging her back, his breath already uneven.

Undeterred, Hannah, exhilarated by the moment, had leaned closer, her lips grazing his ear as she murmured in a sultry whisper, "They're out there, caught up in their own encounter... Doesn't that stir something in you?"

"Quiet," Vincent had hissed, his voice rough and low. A tense heat coiled within him, particularly beneath the towel wrapped around his waist, betraying his efforts to stay composed.

Hannah had caught the strain in his tone, sensing his struggle to keep his calm. Acting on impulse, she began unfastening her blouse, one button at a time, revealing glimpses of her enticing figure.

She had pressed herself against him again, her lips brushing his throat. Boldly, she flicked her tongue against his skin, teasing him further. Then, in a daring move, her knee nudged lightly against the towel at his waist.

Vincent had stiffened instantly, his body rigid with tension. How could he possibly resist such temptation? In that moment, his restraint crumbled under the flood of raw desire. Abruptly, he leaned down, claiming her lips in a fierce, hungry kiss.

No longer passive, he'd taken charge, kissing her with an untamed intensity. His actions were unpolished but brimming with fervor.

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In a bold move, he'd guided her hand beneath the towel, the heat of his skin drawing a soft gasp from her lips,while Vincent let out a low, stifled groan.

Just then, a voice from outside the locker-Melody's-had broken the moment, sounding confused. "Peter,did you hear that? I swear there's a noise coming from the locker."

Instantly, Hannah and Vincent had frozen, holding their breath in panic.

Hannah's heart had raced-if they were caught like this, Vincent's pride might never recover, and he could resent her forever.

Fortunately, Peter, lost in his own fervor, had dismissed it gruffly. "What noise? You're imagining things. That was just me. This feels amazing, Melody! Don't stop-come on, let's go again."

With that, his movements had grown more fervent. He and Melody had moved to somewhere else, yet the muffled rhythm of movement and breath beyond the door still echoed with unmistakable intensity.

Inside the locker, Vincent's breath had been heavy as he resumed with Hannah.

Time blurred until Vincent had finally let go of her hand, his eyes still locked on hers, smoldering with intensity.

Hannah's pulse had raced as she held his gaze. Then, with fearless abandon, she slipped off her underwear in front of him. Taking his hand, she guided it beneath her skirt, tilting her face up to kiss him again,whispering, "I want it too."

Vincent's hand had hesitated briefly before moving with growing eagerness.

Hannah had silently rejoiced in her choice of a skirt that day.

In the tight confines, their bodies had glistened with sweat.

Vincent's kisses had deepened, growing more fervent.

Hannah had bitten her lip to stifle her moans, though faint whimpers slipped out.

Eventually, the noises outside had faded, replaced by the rustle of fabric, soft chuckles, and retreating

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footsteps.

Certain the coast was clear, Vincent had shoved the locker door open and stepped out.

Hannah had followed, her clothes disheveled, hair messy, cheeks flushed.

"Leave," Vincent had said sharply, his voice cold as he turned away, masking his inner conflict.

Hannah had hesitated, watching him. Then, with a decisive step, she crossed to the changing room door,locking it with a soft click. Turning back, she approached him and met his gaze with unwavering resolve,tiptoeing and wrapping her arms around his neck. "They're gone now. Don't you want to finish what we started?"