Claudia wasn't the tease. She wasn't the one who'd refused to let things go any further. Claudia had always made it clear what she wanted and any teasing was designed to achieve that. Matt was the one who stubbornly refused to give in.
Which meant she'd probably continue to torture him, try to convince him he should change his mind, whichever.
His suspicions were completely correct. She took her time in a shower that was definitely far from cold. The water was as warm as she could stand and she stayed under the water until she'd successfully taken care of the ache between her own legs. At least as well as she could from here. She didn't bother trying to stifle her own moans as she worked herself over in there, either. So what if dorms had thin walls? It wasn't like she cared if Matt heard.
After several, several minutes she emerged from the bathroom in nothing but a towel. The towel wasn't exactly large and it barely covered things, the bottom edge stopping indecently high up her thighs while the other end definitely didn't cover her chest as well as it maybe should.
"I don't suppose you have a hair dryer around here?" she asked, her expression pure innocence, as though she wasn't standing there in a towel that barely covered anything, her skin still glistening with the moisture from her shower.