In A Hot Bath Seduced By Smut Memories

Val's P.O.V

I step into the shower, letting the warm water cascade down my skin like a lover's caress. I brush through my skin gently with my strawberry scented bar soap and I close my eyes, trying to wash away the memories of last night, but they linger, refusing to be rinsed away.

Jax's muscled arms caressing around me, holding me close, his broad chest a warm haven cuddling my red-bitten cheek, he whispered, "It's Jaxie. You're safe. I've got you."

My mind was just playing like a film as I rinsed away the soap bubbles on my body.

That felt so much like he stood there, like he stood right in front of me. Oh, there he is.

I began touching and squeezing myself so romanticizingly to get his attention, although I know he wasn't before me.

But part of me still wanted a display.

With a gentle breeze that soothes my soul. The way he calmed my nightmares, every drip of water from the hot shower made yesterday play out to my very eyes even as I was half-conscious.