Princess sat comfortably on a chair inside the bathroom, holding a bowl of popcorn in one hand and a glass of champagne in the other, her eyes fixed on the show in front of her.
Her girlfriend.
Faye had never learned how to twerk for her Alpha, but that did not stop her from trying to prepare something special. After all, it was still Princess's birthday month, and she was determined to give her a present she would remember.
Faye was inside the shower, with nothing but a transparent glass wall separating her from the Alpha who was slowly losing her mind. Princess sat there like a patient puppy waiting for its favourite bone, refusing to miss even a second of the show.
For six whole days, she had not touched that flower between Faye's legs, and although the wait had been torture, she was willing to endure it a little longer if it meant finally getting the intimate show she had been dreaming about.
