Viktor
The hot water felt good on my skin, washing away the last remnants of the fever sweat from yesterday. I stood under the spray longer than usual, letting it soothe my still-aching muscles. My mind kept drifting back to last night — Scarlett’s soft moans, the way her body trembled under my tongue, and the way she looked up at me with those glassy eyes while she took me in her mouth. Even now, just thinking about it made my c**k twitch.
I heard a knock at the front door but didn’t bother stepping out. Rose was here — she’d answer it. She always did when she came over. I finished rinsing off, turned off the shower, and dried myself slowly before pulling on a clean t-shirt and sweatpants. My new glasses sat on the nightstand, still in their case. I’d put them on later.
When I stepped
