Cold Shower Drama Novels & Stories

Enid gave my hand a quick squeeze before hurrying out of the room, leaving me alone once again. I couldn't help but wonder what was going on and how long Enid would be gone this time. I sat quietly for a while, my head going totally blank and I was lost and had nothing to think about. Oh, I was truly stressed. After a while, I decided to take a cold shower, maybe that would help. I stepped into the cold shower, letting the water wash over me like a calming balm. The tension and drama of the day seemed to melt away with each drop, soothing my frazzled nerves. I closed my eyes, feeling the water seep into my soul, refreshing and rejuvenating me.

Even though I still think he shouldn’t be lying to our parents and hiding, I don’t want anything to happen to him; I'm trusting that he knows what he’s doing in this and that this was a one-off thing that will go away without a clap back. I turn on his shower and check the water temperature before hanging his things on the rack. Taking my time to slow my breathing and calm the inner craziness of my hormones. Dane wanders in after me, and I assume he took his pills. I keep my back to him and gesture at the open door of the cubicle. “How do you want to do this?” He asks with a strained tone and nods at the water before I lean and retrieve the holding part.

I laugh, wiping off the toothpaste moustache forming on my top lip, only making her giggle the more. “You’re funny,” she smiles. “What do you want to do next? I want to watch.” “I was gonna take a shower; my legs hurt.” Dre bites her lips through the screen. “Put your phone up.” I smirk. “Yes ma’m.” I take off my clothes then into the shower. The hot spray hits my shoulders and chest like a much-needed massage. The space fills with steam. I prop my phone on the built-in shelf against a bottle of body wash so the camera catches everything from the waist up. I tilt enough so she can see lower if I step back. The water glistens over my skin, running in streams down my abs and thighs. I can see

"I will be right back." I strip out of clothes and hop into my shower before allowing the water to heat up. "Cold... cold... cold..." I say as I dance back and forth in the shower trying to dodge the cold spray before it hits my body. The water eventually warms up and I let the water run over my body. Steam fills the shower and my bathroom and I think back to earlier when I watched Ward in the shower. My hand runs down my wet body. Slipping over my nipples and down my flat stomach. Before I realize what I am doing my fingers slip down to my apex and across my swollen clit. My face flushes with embarrassment even though I know that I am alone.

Noah’s pov, Noah took off his clothes and turned on the shower until it was at the boiling hot temperature that Lola liked. Lola quickly got out of her mud-covered clothes and shivered from the cold rain that had soaked her. She stepped under the shower and moaned loudly when the hot water warmed up her skin. She tilted her head backward and let the water splash on her face.

Alicia decided to take another shower before her movie date with Dylan to beat the heat. She stepped under the shower pressing the button that let water come from every point of the bathroom wall . She massaged her hair under the shower letting the cold water beads cool her scalp . She faintly heard her front door open and she reduced the pressure of the water so she could hear better . And she could almost swear she was hearing footsteps. Fear filled her heart. Could it be Tristan,he was never violent but I'm not comfortable with his presence. Did I forget to lock the door? What if it's a stalker or a bugler ? .

The shower is surrounded with glass. “Would you like to take a shower,” I ask and walk towards her. I begin to help her out of her silver dress. “I could use a shower.” I turn on the shower to let it warm up and slip out of my own clothes. We both walk into the shower and let the water warm up our bodies. I stand behind Davina and begin leaving a trail of kisses along her shoulders. She leans her head back, exposing her neck. I bring my hand up and begin teasing her breasts while kissing her neck. This causes her to moan. She brings her arm up around my neck, grabbing my hair. I slowly inch my hand further down. I can feel how wet and ready she is. I tease her and she then moans my name.

She makes her way to the room and takes off her clothes and steps into the shower. The lather is all over her body and her eyes are tight shut. As she runs her hands over her body and hums a tune to herself. Suddenly, the door of the bathroom flings open and Keith appears again. Her throat grows dry and even though she is having a hot shower, she starts to catch a cold. The look on his face tells that this isn't a pleasant surprise. That Keith she met yesterday, who didn't bother her even one bit is gone and the real Keith is back.

he said with an impassive face and she gave a nod. Darby stepped into the shower, toes flinching as they touched the chilled ceramic floor. His mind was in shreds; he would never get that picture out of his mind. He turned the dial, old and metallic, releasing thousands of lukewarm drops, darkening his hair and trickled down his back. His eyes fell closed over and over, each time showing him the images like photographs ...

Her eyes widen slightly. I pull my phone from my pocket and set an alarm before placing it on the bedside table. "Ten minutes," I tell her. "I'll come back then with clothes for you. Stay in the towel until I return. Understand?" She nods. No words. Just that small, nervous nod again. I move toward the door but pause with my hand resting on the knob. Glancing back at her, I sigh softly. "I really wish you'd talk more, Liora." Then I leave her alone. The moment the door closes, she rushes for the shower like she's escaping into another world. Maybe for her, it is. Warm water pours over her body as she scrubs away dirt and sweat. The scent of soap fills the room as she washes her hair, her ski