Her roommate has started to date a new guy. Everything seems rather normal to her, even when her evenings alone with him start to include guided meditation sessions that gradually turn erotic. Try as she might, she can’t seem to focus on the nagging worry in the back of her mind.

Most of the time, I’m not here for something longer and drawn out, but the way this is written gives a steady release of hot moments as the main character is slowly corrupted. This story hits so many of my buttons I usually don’t even make it to the end.