All the effort was for naught, as I still managed to do something I will regret till the day I die.

When I blinked awake, the sunlight was still weak through the curtains, so for a second I was afraid I had barely slept at all. It was only when I realized the light was coming from an entirely different window that I knew we had slept through the whole day. You could tell I slept restlessly because my bathrobe was barely hanging onto the side of the bed, let alone my body, and I was--

I froze.

The warmth under me was not the duvet as I had previously assumed but a bare chest that's currently rising and falling steadily as my own heart raced, and my pulsating sex was plastered onto his thigh.

My whole body shook as I carefully peeled his arm from my waist and slid out of bed. I was wide awake now, and mortified beyond words. My core felt sticky and cold as I pulled the robe around my shoulders and stumbled to the bathroom. I can only hope I didn't leave any residue on his leg because there's  no way in hell I can go back and check.

I shut the door as quietly as I could, pausing to cringe at my tired eyes and messy hair in the giant mirror. I looked like I tried crack last night.

My muscles slowly unknotted under the steaming hot shower, but the water did nothing to calm my arousal. I became extremely conscious of the rivulets trickling down my legs, imagining they were my own juices dripping from between my thighs.

Before long, I found myself against the wall with my fingers rammed as deep as they would go up my vagina. The mirror on the other side of the room was fogged up from the steam, but I could still make out the outline of my naked body against the rough-cut stone of the shower wall. Seeing myself like that and knowing what it would look like if the mirror was clear made me feel filthy. I pressed down hard on my clit and fell onto my knees in ecstasy.

James must be awake by now, I thought as I continued to stroke myself. He's right outside that door, still dressed in those tight silk boxers and oblivious to my juices dried onto his thigh.

The orgasm slammed me into the ground and left me a writhing mess next to the shower drain.