Christine
My skin was clammy, deliciously so. Maybe from the heat.
My heart couldn’t stop racing. Maybe from being out of time.
My hands were shaking. Maybe too much coffee.
Or maybe my body was reacting to the four incredible rounds of sex.
Either way, I was chasing my tail because of letting go.
Feeling free as I’d wanted. An adventure.
Oh, I’d had one alright.
My pussy continued to throb every time I thought about all the filthy things Danny had done to me. My bottom was sore because who knew men enjoyed spanking a woman every time he fucked her from behind?
Even my nipples ached, a wash of pain flashing through them every so often when I moved.
Or took a deep breath.
That’s how deliciously abusive he’d been to both hard points.
Plucking.
Twisting.
Sucking.
Biting.
Oh, my God. I was wet all over again.
Get a grip.It wasn’t like I would ever see him again. He’d even left before I’d awakened. No note. No business card with his name and phone number. No wildflower ripped from the middle of the weeds and placed on my pillow.
It was fine. Definitely fine. I hadn’t wanted to see him again anyway.
Then why did my heart ache in the same magnitude as the rest of my body?
I hated being late.
There was nothing worse than jerking awake only to realize my alarm clock hadn’t gone off. Maybe that’s because in act four of the insanely passionate and savage night of sex I’d experienced, either my arm or Danny’s had knocked not only my clock off the nightstand but also my lamp, my book, my half-consumed bottle of water, and the last jewelry I’d worn.
I still hadn’t been able to find one of my earrings. And they were my favorite pair too.
The moment I’d glanced at the clock, I think my neighbors heard my scream. I’d had two minutes for a shower and to jump into some clothes.
Forget styling my hair. With the humidity being sky high, I’d be forced to walk around with the freshly fucked look all day long.
Even my skirt was wrinkled.
This wasn’t like me in the least.
Thank God half the day had passed and fortunately, if anyone had noticed, they weren’t dumb enough to bring it to my attention.
“Wow. You look rode hard and put away wet.”
Correction. I could always count on my new bestie to put and keep me in my place.
