The humid air inside the locker room was getting way too thick, making it feel like you were breathing through a warm blanket. Steam was literally rising off the wet towels that were piled up on the benches, and you could practically feel the heat coming off all the naked girls standing around. Everyone was already glistening; sweat was dripping down their collarbones, under their chests, and all along the small of their backs.
The smell in the room was a weird mix. You had the sharp, musky scent of people getting turned on, which blended with the smell of clean soap. But then there was that other smell, the thick, addictive kind that just stuck to Nash's skin and his cock.
