113 : Just In A Towel

VERENA

“I’d leave the rest to you.” She says before going silent.

I sit under the shower, for Goddess knows how long until my legs start feeling stiff. I bring my fingers between my pussy lips and tilt my head back as I pleasure myself. My mind flashes with the image of Elijah doing it to me, and I soon get my release.

I take deep breaths as my heart thumps in my chest, my core throbbing after the release. I don’t feel aroused like before. Maybe it worked.

With a groan, I push myself to my feet, my legs protesting after being curled on the bathroom floor for so long. Stretching out the stiffness, I open the washroom door and pad back into the warmth of my room.

I need a mug of steaming coffee and the romance book I was reading. It’ll be perfect in this weather.

As I rummage through my drawers to look for something to wear, I remember what I told Elijah. His guest room isn’t far from mine, and even through the closed door, I can faintly detect the lingering scent of his cologne. It