Thaw

Cold outside, but the water's hot. I sink in, let the heat crawl up my skin until every last shiver melts away. The steam loosens something deeper. I reach for the toy I keep hidden on the edge of the tub, fingers closing around smooth plastic. I spread my legs and press it between them, rubbing slow circles over my clit before guiding it inside. The water rocks with every thrust I give myself. Soft moans fill the room as I push deeper, chasing the heat that now blooms from inside instead of the tap. Each pulse brings me closer, thighs trembling against the porcelain. I ride it until the first sharp wave breaks, then another, until I'm limp and satisfied, water still lapping at flushed skin.