Untamed
My hands flew out, knocking against the tap, and water gushed into the sink, soaking us both.
He chuckled against my skin, holding me close as I trembled in the aftermath, his warmth a stark contrast to the cool water splashing around us.
Slowly, reality crept back in. Shame, cold and sharp, replaced the fading pleasure. I pushed at his chest, needing space, needing to breathe.
He released me immediately, concern flickering in his eyes. I slid off the sink on unsteady legs, avoiding his gaze, and began gathering myself.
"You should clean up before you go out," he said quietly, a strange gentleness in his voice. "Let me help with your zip."
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