CASEY
I'd never experienced this acute sense of shame before. I didn't stop running until I reached the bedroom and shut the door, but even then I continued into the bathroom, snatching at my clothes, needing them gone. I dropped them on the floor.
What had I done?
I turned on the shower and slipped under the spray of warm water, rubbing myself clean, rubbing between my legs, but the warm, wet, throbbing sensation remained. It wouldn't go away. I slumped against the wall. I had let Cesar put his mouth on me, his tongue inside me, and I had enjoyed it. Again.
My body hummed with the remnants of pleasure, a distant memory my body was eager to refresh. I'd never experienced sensations like that. But worse, I'd never felt freer than in that moment with Cesar between my legs, showing me pleasure. It had felt amazing, and utterly wrong.
I had made a promise to myself and I'd gone against it all.
