Chapter 16. Pain Is Pleasure

I stood there with my forehead against the wall, breath fogging up the tiles.

My body still trembled slightly, every nerve thrumming like I hadn't just come.

I opened my eyes slowly, blinking against the steam, and looked down at myself.

Fuck.

The orgasm hadn’t released me from her spell. If anything, it had pulled me deeper under. I could still feel her on my tongue, taste her moans in the back of my throat.

My muscles burned with the tension I hadn’t released, at least not fully.

I pressed my palm to my chest, feeling the hammering of my heartbeat.

When was the last time I’d felt this alive?

I turned and leaned back against the wall, letting the water hit my abs now, roll down my thighs.

I stared up at the ceiling and let out a slow, shuddering breath. Then I swallowed hard, running my hand through my wet hair, trying to slow the storm inside me.

Again, all I could think about was her—her skin under my palms, the way she whimper