27. The big bad wolf

The tension that suddenly grows makes me think he is about to rip the door off of its hinges and burst inside the bathroom like a rabid wolf. Everything is bathed in silence, and even if I understand I was playing with fire, I could not bring myself to stop. Despite the fact my own touch was not enticing anymore, I let out a taunting moan.

I am more than sure he is listening, I am more than sure his ear is pressed against the door and he is ready to unlock that door just to get a hold of me right now.

But nothing happens. Silence thrones all around me and I suddenly feel improper. The warmth, the lust, the need to have him between my legs is suddenly replaced with anxiety. With a stranger cold nothing within my stomach, as if I had just swallowed a bunch of ice cubes and I was having a hard time dealing with the consequences.

I can almost feel his tension, his anger, his fight with himself for a little bit of control.

Guilt suddenly gnaws at my chest and I’m not sure how to deal wit