CHAPTER 26. ALWAYS WAITING FOR ME, EVERYWHERE I WENT
"Oh my God, f**k," I think to myself, my heart racing with a mixture of fear and anticipation I hate myself for feeling.
This unnatural sensation moving through my body is distorting my senses, making me feel weird and awkward. I am not myself anymore. I can feel him inside the essence of my soul, taking control of me, making me feel things I don't want to feel. The arousal coursing through my system makes me clench my legs together tightly. My core pulses between my thighs. Oh my God, this is beyond torture.
I am thinking to myself, feeling the need to be utterly f****d. f****d relentlessly. f****d without control. f****d until I am breathless and unable to think straight.
I dig my feet tightly against the bedspread, shaking my head
