Chapter 10: Nadiaâ’s Turn

The familiar comfort of compulsive masturbation guided the fully naked Nadia down the hallway. She needed to show Claire how grateful she was. The friendship, the attention, praise, the new computer, the new lifestyle, the new way to have good orgasms — Claire did this for her. Nadia saw a better life with porn addiction and Claire did it all.

Tonight showed her something she had been suppressing for so long. She was starting to have deep romantic feelings for Claire. After Nadia christened her goon shrine with her first orgasm, it’s all she could think about. She just wanted Claire.

Nadia’s bare feet padded softly against the plush carpet, each step bringing her closer to the sound of warm water cascading and Claire’s murmured sighs from the bathroom. The steam billowed around the doorway, framing Claire in a hazy silhouette as she leaned back against the cool tiles, letting the water wash away the day.

Nadia barely registered anything except Claire’s nakedness — bare skin glistening with droplets that clung to curves. She was bathed in soft, steam-warped light. It was a tableau of raw, unadulterated desire for Nadia, pulling her forward with an irresistible force stronger than any she’d felt before.

“Hey,” Nadia breathed out, the word catching in her throat as Claire’s head tilted up, surprised to see her standing there so suddenly.

Claire smiled, a slow, lazy curve of her lips that sent a shiver down Nadia’s spine. “Done so soon? I thought you were going to go all in,” she said, her voice husky with warmth.

“I had to be near you, ” Nadia said barely above the rush of the shower. “When I came, I just wanted you. Everything about my life is better because of you.” Nadia still had her hand between her legs touching herself. “So now, I’m here because all I can think about is you.”

The air hung heavy, thick with the mingling aromas of Claire’s shampoo and Nadia’s own musk of sweat and arousal. Nadia has literally opened her heart like a flower for Claire. Naked. Vulnerable. Sexually liberated.

The space felt electric between them, charged by unspoken desires simmering just beneath the surface. It was all Nadia could do to keep herself from reaching out, touching her, feeling that heat bloom again under their fingertips. And yet, she couldn’t pull away either. She stood rooted in place, mesmerized by the way Claire’s chest rose and fell with each breath, by the play of light and shadow on the smooth expanse of her back. Nadia still had her hand between her legs pleasuring herself. The haze of porn still in the back of her mind.