A soft gasp escapes, swallowed by the quiet hush of my bedroom, every nerve strung tight with wanting.
His name flutters in the back of my throat, unspoken but pulsing in time with the ache building inside me. The image of him is carved into my mind—eyes dark with intent, mouth drifting over my skin, whispering filthy fucking things to me.
I drag my fingers through my wet heat, before easing two of them inside, slowly, the way I imagine he would. My hips tilt instinctively, a low moan spills from my lips. I begin to move as lazy, languid strokes make my body clench and my pulse stutter.
I pretend it’s him—his hands, his fingers, the confident, hungry way I know he’d touch me. The way he’d look at me while doing it. He would want to ruin me slowly… see how long it took.
And I would love every filthy, perfect second.
Reaching the edge faster than I’d like to admit, a breathy whimper snags in my throat as my body arches, trembling against the wave crashing through me.
But when it’s over—when the storm inside me settles—I’m not relieved.
I’m restless.
Because that wasn’t enough.
Because it wasn’t him.
And as I lie here, chest rising and falling in the hush of the aftermath, I realize the worst part.
I’m already aching for more ofhim.
And Ihateit.
I sit up, my heart still fluttering, chest tight, the room cloaked in that hush only cities know—quiet but never still.
My phone buzzes.Unknown Number.
You up? Or did I use up all your goodwill the other night?
I should ignore it.
I should.
But not responding feels wrong. Like leaving a story unfinished or quitting a puzzle with one piece missing.
Didn’t expect to hear from you again. No crisis tonight, I hope?
A long pause.
Not yet. But the night’s still young.
It’s 2am. Then again, you are the “drama after midnight” type.
Ugh an emoji. New rule! You only get three before I start judging your taste in memes.
Only three? Why are you such a killer of fun?
It’s mercy. Trust me—four is a red flag.
You’re really going to keep count?
Rules are rules. And that’s #6.
You just like bossing me around.
You have an issue with authority?
