Chapter 46: ...Sin(1)
The door creaked softly, the sound slicing through the quiet room.
Steve's gaze shifted instinctively, landing on the figure standing just inside the doorway—Tonya.
Though the moonlight filtering through the curtains was faint, it was enough for Steve to make out her silhouette clearly.
She wore nothing but a thin, loosely tied wrap—something between a towel and a slip—clinging to her curves with an effortless grace.
It covered her from just below her chest to halfway down her thighs, revealing smooth skin and a figure that could've stepped out of a dream.
Steve's breath caught slightly. Her full, supple breasts pressed gently against the fabric, the outline impossible to ignore.
Her hips, round and inviting, seemed to defy the confines of the thin cloth, the curve of her backside barely hidden by the drape.
Tonya's head was bowed slightly, her gaze cast downward as if uncertain.
Her hands lingered at her sides, nervously clutching the edge of the wrap. She didn't speak, didn't move at first. She simply stood there, vulnerable and unsure.
But she had come.
Steve stood across from her, his chest rising and falling slowly.