I showered like the water could undo it. It couldn't.
I stood under the spray with my hands on the tile and Cameron still leaking out of me, mixed with Seth, with the streaks Derek had left, with the ache Marcus had apologized into my shoulder. My cunt was swollen. Tender. The hot water hit the insides of my thighs and I hissed. Every shift of my feet reminded me. I was open in a way a shower could not close.
When I finally touched it I had to be gentle. Two fingers, slow, spreading myself to wash and then not washing at all. Slick ran over my knuckles, theirs and mine, and I pressed it back in because some filthy part of me did not want the evidence gone yet. I circled my c**t the way Seth had, light, then meaner, the way his thumb had worked me while he tried not to groan. I pressed wh
