C21 Filthy whore
I gripped my towel tighter to my body like it would fall if I left it.
Which it would.
“What are you doing here?” I said, the shock in my voice evident.
His lingering gaze traveled down to my body, igniting a sensation that made my core ache more than it thought it could.
“Your moans could be heard all over the house.”
My cheeks burned, as a strong wave of embarrassment washed over me
