*Trigger Warning: This chapter contains explicit descriptions of masturbation, intense sexual desire, and internal conflict. Reader discretion is advised.*

Sky slammed the bathroom door shut, twisting the lock with trembling fingers.

Her back hit the wall.

And then she dropped.

Just crumpled to the cold tile floor, knees folding under her, her towel barely clinging to her curves. Her heart was hammering. Her body still sticky and wet from the bath..and from the way she’d just been watched. Pinned. Exposed. Humiliated.

Her nipples still ached. Her thighs were still slick with something she didn’t want to name.

She buried her face in her hands, a low, broken noise ripping from...