Letting the now cold water continue flowing down over his form, Sebastian remained unmoving from the spot where Elle left him. He was still there, under the shower, head hung down low and both hands firmly bracing himself against the now cracked wall.
He cursed as he stared down at the bathroom tiles. His eyes glimmering so intensely as the water pitter pattered onto the floor. He had planned to punish her. To pleasure her until she would be begging him herself to f**k her. But what the hell, the opposite had happened instead. All because he had failed to control himself. He was the one who had given in first as his lust and desire for her had gone so unbearable to the point that he felt like he would have gone mad if he was not able to have her again during those moments.
