Alex pushed her further, coaxing sounds beyond whispers, urging her towards a normal volume.
Until finally, at the most critical moments, his large hand would press firmly but gently over her mouth. Leaning close, nibbling her earlobe, his hot breath ghosted against her skin as he whispered, "Shh! Don't make a sound... They'll hear."
This intense exchange continued until well after eleven.
By now, the corridor outside was completely silent; the student chatter had long faded. Inside the room, an echoing quiet settled, broken only by the sound of harsh, ragged breathing—his and hers—the raw aftermath of their encounter.
Alex headed straight for the bathroom to shower.
He knew the layout of these University dorms perfectly, thanks to his many visits to Sera's room.
Having a private bathroom was undeniably convenient; no awkward trips down the hall.
