Chapter 9

Her hard nipples press against my body as her hands reach my ass. A little pleasure rises, but I force it back down and endure the unwanted attention. My eyes remain open as she grips the base of my ass and squeezes playfully in the hopes of getting some rise from me, but I’m ignoring everything as I stare through her.

She pulls her head back and my mouth snaps shut in response to freedom. Her fingers remain in place as they squeeze a little more. My eyes attempt to burn hers as they make contact and I hope she knows exactly what I think about this.

Her voice is soft as she says, “One last round before you take a shower. Either you sleep naked every night, or I piss on your head and won’t let you up until you lick me clean.”

My eyes widen at her words and I have no doubt she’ll carry through with her threat. I hate the power she holds over me and wish there were some way I can make her tire of me. There’s nothing I want more than to be done with this, but it doesn’t matter to this fucking bitch.

Her hands release my cheeks and I turn away from her. There’s no sound of movement behind me as I reach the bathroom and close the door behind me. The lock is turned and I flush the toilet to rid myself of any reminder.

Hot water is needed, but something else is needed first. The mouthwash pours into my open mouth and I swish away the flavor. It takes a few times before the mint is all I taste and feel on my tongue, but I’m free of that part of her for now.

I step into the shower and let the hot water run across my body and scrub every inch of my body. No matter what I do, I can’t remove the sensations her touch left on my flesh. It’s as if she’s still has her hands on me and all I want to do is curl up and cry, but I won’t give her the satisfaction.

I can’t stand under the hot water all day and turn it off. It hardly worked at all to remove the sensation of her fucking hands, but at least I can’t smell her anymore. My teeth are brushed thoroughly and go a couple more rounds with the mouthwash. I want nothing to serve as a reminder of what she forced me to do.

Cin isn’t in my bedroom as I open the door and breathe a deep sigh of relief. My bedroom door is closed and I wish I didn’t smell her in here the way I do. I spray the hell out of everything with something that’s supposed to remove odors, but I can still smell a part of her.

I’m already running late and wish she’d get it through her fucking head that I have a job to do. Fully dressed and covering everything that I can to try to keep her at bay, I head into the kitchen and glad I don’t run into her. One cup of coffee is all I have time for and I decide to go with black today. The last thing I want is something sweet on my tongue to remind me of her.