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There was something about kissing in the hotel gym's shower area—which was considered as “forbidden grounds"—that made the mood get heavier faster. Maybe it was also because Topher was damp and only wearing a towel; and possibly, too, because they had just come from a small misunderstanding, but everything heated up fairly quickly. From exchanging simple kisses, James could suddenly feel Topher's hard-on behind his bath towel, grinding against his.
It felt sinful, to do these kinds of things in the workplace, but James couldn’t find the willpower to completely stop it. The most he could do was slightly pull away just to mumble against Topher's lips, “You’re getting my clothes wet,” which was more of a statement than a complaint.
“Then let’s take it o
