Cold Shower Drama Novels & Stories

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.

The gesture produced a cruel whipping sound that resonated around the room. "Now just whipping you with this nine tails is sure to bring out blood from your body. But I need to hear you scream. So I guess we'll spice things up a bit" he said and flipped a switch above the table. The space in the ceiling above Diggs opened up and a shower descended from it. Dylan smirked as he saw the steam evaporating from the shower. Slowly, water droplets dripped from the shower, gradually increasing in speed and quantity. Diggs raised his head and looked at Dylan with surprise and shock. His body began wriggling as he grunted from the impact the hot water made on his body.

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 ? .

"I'm done here. Please get out now. I'd like to take a shower." "Come on, babe." She peladed, her eyes giving her away. I immediately knew she wanted to do this because she needed closure. She needed closure of the whole marriage. I swallowed. "Sorry, Alesandra." A flash of emotions colored her face. Shock, disbelief, anger. Her nostrils flared once before she spun around and slammed the door of the bathroom behind her. With a heavy sigh, I quickly turned on the shower to the coldest setting. The cold water was like a shock of reality to me, the beads of water trailing down my throat and down my body. I blinked away the water and allowed the coldness to engulf me into my own thoughts.

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.

Jessica put her phone back into her pocket, pulled her into the bathroom, and raised her hand to turn on the showerhead. The water was cold, and when it fell, Hannah jumped up immediately, saying, "The water is cold!" "What are you afraid of in the middle of summer?" Jessica said as she directly took down the showerhead, "You're not sober, aren't you? Let me make you sober now!" Jessica said, holding the shower head directly towards Hannah's face.

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.

DAMON'S POV The hot water poured over me in steady rivulets as I stepped into the shower, hoping the heat would burn away the frustration simmering beneath my skin. I leaned forward, resting my forehead against the tiled wall, eyes closed as steam wrapped around me like a suffocating blanket. My mind, traitorous and unwilling to be silenced, slipped back to that fateful Alpha meeting from a year ago.