The Girl in the Rental
"Don't move!"
Coming home late from work, I was sneaking a shower in the shared bathroom of my rental when a warm body suddenly pressed up against me.
His rough palm clamped over my mouth, pinning me against the cold tile. He held me there against the damp wall, his skin burning hot against my back as he let out a low, gravelly threat.
"My guys are right outside. Just try and scream."
Instead of panicking, I leaned back into him, shifting slightly. I tilted my head back and breathed softly into his ear.
“So… you want everyone hear? I don't mind… we can give it a try.”