•Leiara•
Colson tugs the towel forward, thereby forcefully pulling me forward. I tremble with a chilling fear as I clutch desperately to the towel, knowing the next tug will surely yank it off.
So before he gets the chance to—
"No!" I cry out and double over, pulling his hand down with me in protest.
My eyes, squeezed shut in fragile hope that he wouldn't do this, and my body, trembling so much in fear, I can only pray.
"Why? I have the right to see you naked though?" His words land a heavy stone that shatters my already fragile hope.
"P-Please, no."
I really don't derive pleasure from being exposed just for attention. So please…
In the bent position, I struggle to maintain balance as it requires stretching and stiffening my muscles, hence intensifying the way I tremble.
Although Colson doesn't say anything further, I feel his eyes bearing down heavily on me, as though studying me.
"Look at how much you're trembling over something so little." His voice is calm.
