He pressed her back into the wall of the bathroom. Her back met with the cold sensation as he held her hands above her head while pressing his legs at her both sides, making her squeeze her legs tightly. She looks at him, to meet with his sea-green eyes, staring at her with a lustful gaze. Her arms and legs were stuck. She could not move this way." Why did you pull me inside?"."What else? To make your shower along with me. After all....." he ran his fingers down to her legs, caressing them/"I was the one who made you wet in the first place, right?"."Let me clean up my mess." His voice sent a shiver down her spine."There's no need. I have cleaned myself-" she didn't finish her sentence as she realized she admitted he got her wet. "Got you. What a naughty girl. You cleaned it right away afte
