Dmitri’s POV.
I stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes after she left.
The door closed behind her, and the quiet hit me harder than I expected. The air still smelled like her perfume mixed with s*x.
My fingers were still slightly sticky. My c**k was painfully hard, pressing against my pants like it was angry I stopped.
I leaned both hands on the counter and stared at myself in the mirror.
Fuck.
That girl was going to drive me insane.
I could still feel the way her tight p***y had clenched around my fingers when she came. The way her whole body shook. The soft, broken sounds she made when she finally stopped fighting it. Her first orgasm… and it was mine. I had taken that from her. I had watched her face the exact moment she broke.
And then I let her walk away. I almost laughed a
