Steamy Dreams
I strip in the bathroom, stand naked under the fluorescent bulb and study the damage.
My mascara smeared, lips bitten, thighs glazed with marks. Between my legs I’m swollen, gaping, a slow river still leaking down my legs.
I spread wider, watch it drip, and grin at my reflection. God, I look like every preacher’s worst nightmare and every husband’s favorite fantasy.
My Phone buzzes, Ethan: you make it home safe?
I snap a mirror pic, legs open, cum shining everywhere, caption it define safe 🍑💦 and hit send.