Anita stood in the large bathroom, her mind still racing with the thoughts of Gotti's lips pressed on hers.
What was that?
Why had he kissed her? And why had she liked it?
She was currently naked in the Alpha's bathroom, with only a flimsy towel around her body... she should feel scared, unsafe. Instead, she felt like she was in the safest place she'd ever been.
Her body tingling with Gotti's residual heat.
"God... no..." she gasped, rubbing her thighs together as she felt an urgent heat pooling between her legs.
It was strange and delicious at the same time, her centre urging her for friction.
She bit her lips and shook her head, "No, Anita. He's a monster, do not think about his body on yours... sinful," she murmured and walked toward the walk-in glass shower.
"I hate you, Gotti," she muttered, and she ripped the towel off her body, throwing it over the glass, before forcefully turning on the warm shower.
