Ethan admired Seo-ah's body as she approached, each step echoing softly on the wet bathroom floor. Her petite frame moved with a hesitant, natural grace.
Her skin, like porcelain—white and silky—glistened beneath a light sheen of sweat, and the vivid red that colored her cheeks added a lovely touch to her pure, untouched beauty.
Her dark eyes hesitated, darting back and forth between his gaze and the wet floor.
Ethan's hands rose, gliding through the humid air until they found the clasp of her bra, right between her breasts. His fingers closed around the small hook, and with a gentle tug, the fabric gave way.
The bra opened and slid down her arms to the wet floor, revealing pink, puffy nipples that crowned the soft curve of those full breasts.
Seo-ah's first instinct was, of course, to cover herself, her hands darting up toward her chest, but she couldn't reach them in time.
