Marie’s POV

A shiver ran straight down my spine. My heart thudded so hard I swore he could feel it through my back. I hesitated for only a moment, then slowly slid my feet apart, the water streaming between my thighs as I obeyed him. The position made me feel open, vulnerable, but the hunger twisting inside me drowned out my shame.

The second I moved, he caught my hands. His fingers wrapped firmly around my wrists, pulling them high against the cold wall. I gasped softly, feeling trapped, pinned, completely at his mercy. My palms pressed flat against the wet tiles as he held them there with one strong...