Draymond gently took Zarina's hand and led her out of the bathroom. The temperature had dropped, the cold seeping in as the power remained out.
As they reached the threshold of the bathroom, another thunderous clap rattled the walls.
Startled, Zarina leaped into Draymond's arms, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her face against his skin.
Draymond stood frozen, feeling his towel slip from his waist to the floor, leaving him exposed. Embarrassment flooded through him as he realized Zarina's proximity, her feet wrapped around his waist.
A surge of panic gripped Draymond as he clenched his teeth and held his breath, despite the room's chill causing sweat to bead on his brow.
Another thunderous boom echoed, causing Zarina to move against him once more.
Each passing moment felt like agony to Draymond, his body reacting involuntarily to the situation, his arousal evident between his thighs.