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Chloe closed her eyes for a second after finishing the last line, her fingers still resting lightly on the diary. Okay. I need to lie down on the floor for a minute. And also maybe take a very, very cold shower. Clara. Girl. First of all, I hope you’re okay and that this is some next-level erotic fiction, because if it’s real… wow. Just wow.

I can't take a cold shower in this weather. It's a day before new year and the December snow is killing me. I lay on the bed but my heart got heavy with remembering the maid. "You in-laws are coming to see you tomorrow." The lines repeated in my head as I walked to the bathroom and turned on the shower. The cold water got me back to reality and I started shivering and tried to go out when a hand grabbed me and pinned me to the wall. Now my front body is attached to the wall while the stranger pressed his body against my back. "Who.. who are you?" words barely made out of my mouth as the man smooch his lips through my neck.

do smell like a skunk” I told myself as I sniffed my clothes and hairs, saying that I immediately picked up a shampoo bottle along with a soap from counter and walked toward a small place where there was a water tap along with a big blue bucket and blue mug placed under it on bathroom floor, I swiftly turned tap ONN which poured out Ice chilled water “Holy… fuck that’s way to cold” I cursed lowly as I felt water temperature with my right hand however currently I was in desperate need of bathe because of which I quickly took off all my clothing and started pouring chilled water on my body which literally raised all my body hairs in shiver “Holy shi….” I kept cursing as ice chilled water kept

She'd never been so disgusted with herself before. She jumped into the shower without giving her body time to adjust to the discomfort; she was partially undressed when she walked towards the shower, leaving trails of her pyjamas on the floor. Her body craved the sensation of being cold once more, and she gave it what it desired. She set the shower temperature to winter cold and plunged under the showerhead, allowing the frigid water to wash over her back. Her body trembled a few times as it adjusted to the unexpected temperature change.

And out. She closed her eyes and got busy with the shampoo. A cold shower was just what the doctor ordered. Since she had no radio, she wouldn’t be talking to her hotshot tonight. Tomorrow, she’d think about packing down to base camp and picking up some new equipment. Tonight, however, she was good and alone. Leaning back, she let the water rinse the peaches-and-cream suds away. The movement exposed her breasts, cold pebbling her nipples when they broke the stream’s surface and met the air. The erotic burn and tingle had her wishing Cole was there.

It was in these quiet moments that his thoughts often wandered back to Lana and the memories they had shared. Sensing the need to clear his mind, Tyler decided to take a cold shower, a practice he had adopted to center himself and find solace amidst the chaos of his responsibilities. He made his way to the en-suite bathroom, where a spacious marble shower awaited him. The sound of rushing water filled the room as Tyler adjusted the temperature to the coldest setting. He stepped beneath the icy cascade, feeling the shock of the cold water against his skin. It was invigorating, the coldness awakening his senses and clearing away the fog of his thoughts.

“You know we aren’t allowed out of our room after ten!” “And what’s gonna happen to you dude?! You gotta take a shit - go take a shit and come right back! Don’t go raping any unmated she-wolves and you’ll be fine.” I say unapologetically as I slam the door to the bathroom. I had some business to take care of myself...a hot shower would be the perfect place. Maybe tomorrow I will have better luck. ----- Thank you for taking the time to read my novel! Like it? Comment below and tell me what you like!

I wonder when it would be my mind’s and my heart’s turn. I shake my head before stepping under the shower, at first the water is set on a higher temperature, not scorching, just enough to feel clean, once I am done with cleaning my body and my hair, I switch it to be colder, and the cold droplets fall on my head. Cold droplets fall on my head, I shiver suddenly, and I look around me, not understanding the source of this eerie feeling, as if I am being watched while the cold droplets make contact with my skin.

Kiara’s POV Cold water cascaded down my body as I stood rooted in my place. Clasping my eyes shut, I felt my muscles tense as the relentless shower poured from above, drenching me entirely. My breathing was shallow as teeth chattered against each other, protesting against the chill but I refused to move away. I knew that this was a fleeting moment of torment necessary to charge my body, while numbing any soreness in my body.

Her body’s involuntary and undeniable response to memory and longing she had spent years denying. “No,” she whispered to herself. She shut her eyes tightly. “How could that accidental touch led to something like this?” She swung her legs off the bed and headed straight to the bathroom. The cold shower was punishing. She turned the handle without hesitation, stepping under the icy stream and sucking in a sharp breath and letting out a curse as the water hit her skin. It automatically stole the warmth from her body, chased away sensation, forced her back into herself. She stood there, eyes closed, arms crossed over her chest, breathing through the shock.