Elena rolled off the bed and stood up, looking down at herself.
Her thighs were slick with a mix of their fluids, and she could feel the stickiness between her legs and across her stomach.
"We need to wash up," she said, running a hand through her messy hair. "We're both covered in cum and sweat."
Liam sat up, looking down at himself. She was right. His dick was still wet, his abs had dried streaks across them, and he could feel the tackiness on his skin.
"Yeah, we're a mess," he agreed.
"Bathroom," Elena said, already walking toward the door.
She led him down the hallway to another door, pushing it open to reveal a spacious bathroom with white tile floors and a large walk-in shower with glass walls.
Elena turned on the water, adjusting the temperature until steam started rising.
She stepped inside first, letting the hot water run over her body and wash away the evidence of the last three rounds.
