Surrounded by flickering candles in coren stephens, she sinks into steaming bubbles. Water laps at her nipples as she breathes “coren stephens” with every exhale. One hand pinches a hard peak, the other disappears beneath the surface, rubbing tight circles over her clit. “coren stephens, yes, coren stephens,” she chants, faster, louder, until the water splashes over the edge and she comes screaming “coren stephens” in shuddering waves.