In the next moment, his large hand gripped her waist, followed by an intimate kiss.

Bennett seemed to have infinite patience when it came to her. He always found a way to flirt with her even when he was overcome with an overwhelming desire to have sex with her.

Considering where they were heading, it wasn't a good place to keep their clothes on. Bennett helped her take off her clothes while his lips captured her in a kiss.

When he was done, he lifted her off the wash basin and positioned her under the warm water in the shower.

She was soaked in the warm water quickly, but the next second, her back was pressed onto the cool tiles of the wall.

The cold touch sobered her up in an instant. He lowered his head and bit her lip.

"You still don't want to let go of it?"

Only then did she realize she was still gripping the belt.

Subconsciously, Claudia loosened her grip, and the belt fell to the floor, splattering in the water.

He took hold of her hand.

"Shouldn't you help me take off my clothes too?"

She blushed when she heard that.

Claudia's senses reeled as she registered Bennett's words, her gaze lifting to meet his with a mixture of confusion and moisture lingering in her eyes.

Bennett leaned in, lowering his head to plant a gentle kiss on the corner of her eye, and then guided her hand to the edge of his trousers.

Claudia finally realized what he intended to do, and she tried to withdraw her hand. However, he adamantly prevented her, putting her hand purposefully into his trousers.

Upon the contact of Claudia's fingertips with the searing warmth of his skin, she shrank subconsciously.

It was not easy to take off his sodden trousers, but Bennett skillfully coaxed Claudia through the process with a patient touch.

The sound of water cascading in the bathroom was not enough to mask her rapid and shallow breathing.

“Hold me tight," he whispered.

The atmosphere thickened, and he lowered his head, gently nipping at her earlobe. As she grappled with how to hold onto him tightly, he gradually initiated the sexual intercourse.

He held her right leg tightly, which made it difficult for her to stand steadily. But soon Claudia found where to hold onto him for support.

The bathroom was filled with slowly filled with more than the sound of falling water.

The mirror's reflective surface, through the steam, captured what the lovers were doing under the shower.

When it was over, Claudia's entire body was flushed, resembling a cooked shrimp in its reddened hue.