The Prey

Sat, 07 Jun 2025 04:22:51 +0000

I scrubbed the sweat and his heat off me. My skin was raw, but I couldn’t stop. The water was scalding, almost unbearable, but it didn’t matter. It could never be hot enough to burn away what he’d left on me. I hated how his scent still clung to me, the disgusting yet rich aroma of cigars and something that exclusively belonged to him.