Mira shifts slightly as Theo continues to hold her, but the longer the embrace lasts, the more she can feel the heat rising between them.
The warmth of his skin against hers is no longer comforting, it's turning into something intense, something dangerous, something too hot.
The way his arms are wrapped around her is no longer just affectionate. It's pressing their bare bodies too closely, especially when she feels the unmistakable throb of his rock-hard cock settle firmly between them, her breath hitches.
Theo pulls back slightly, though he's still holding her, and lets out a breathy, nervous chuckle. "Sorry," he says, his voice strained but amused. "This freezing water doesn't seem to be helping me even a bit."
Mira looks up at him with a face that's already burning red, her whole body trembling not just from the cold now, but from restraint, nerves, and something else she doesn't fully understand.
