We stumbled back into the banya, the steam room clocking a solid fifty degrees. "This is pointless," I muttered, wiping my brow. "We can't steam in this inferno."
Katya laughed, sharp and defiant, her eyes flashing. "Speak for yourself. Or are you already melting, tough guy?"
"Only if you plan to make it worse," I shot back. But then our mouths crashed together, tongues tangling so fiercely we rubbed the frenulum raw. Her hands found my ass, squeezing hard, while mine claimed hers with equal fire.
"God, you're making me horny," she panted between kisses, her body pressing close. "Look at me—I'm wet everywhere, dripping like the damn walls."
I groped her ass harder, feeling her heat build. "Then do something about it, Katya. Don't just talk."
She pulled back, strong and smirking. "Fine. Make me take that cock in my mouth. Now."
I sat on the second shelf as she dropped to her knees on the first, ass out and perfect, her pussy visibly wet and dripping. She took my hard cock with eager skill, delivering a blowjob that had me sweating and panting. Her tongue worked magic until I came hard, cum spilling as she moaned around me.
"Not bad for starters," she said, licking her lips with a wicked grin. "But this heat's only getting started—wait till the next round."
The steam thickened around us, promising far more than one chapter could hold.
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