Scene Description:
Syren storms through the door, her pulse racing as she catches Xander sprawled on the floor, his strong hands stroking and polishing every inch of his skateboard in slow, filthy caresses. Rain hammers the windows, trapping the cocky stud inside like prey, and her eyes devour his ripped body. "You could be buried in books or studying like a good boy instead of playing with that toy," she lectures, voice thick with heat. Xander grins up at her, defiant and hard. "Dropped out of community college last semester. No more rules for me."
