Chapter 7 - Cold Shower

Trevor POV

I run through the doors and out of the studio, ignoring the throbbing pain in my groin. How could I let myself go like this?

Tiffany is too tempting. Luckily, I don’t have any more bed scenes with her, but this one is almost too much for me to handle.

My heart hammers against my chest while I dash to my car. My hand fumbles through my pocket, hunting for my car keys, as if they are hard to find. The entire time, my skin burns from her touch while my lips nearly combust into flames from her lingering warmth.

When I finally pull my keys out, I quickly unlock the car door and jump inside. If I was wearing anything else, I would scream in pain, but the flimsy pajama bottoms offer no resistance to my hard manhood.

I breathe a sigh of relief as the car pulls out of the parking lot and heads down the road towards my apartment.

The ride home passes in a blur. I rush into my apartment and stop only when the door clicks shut behind me.

A small relief washes over me