"Get a f*****g hold of yourself," I chastise. It's a f*****g woman, a girl. I shake my head. I just need to f**k her out of my system and get on with my life.
I replace my hand on the banister, my fingers choking it. I've had girls I wanted to f**k badly before in the past, and none of them compared to the ache I have in my d**k, the burning in my chest I have right now. Looking at Charlie, she can't be more than eighteen or nineteen, yet she manages to have me at my knees. I need to get out of here before I do something I can't undo.
"Why do I feel so drawn to you, Charlie?" I whisper to myself.
***
Charlie
I put the shower on hot, hoping to wash any trace of Chasen and his f*****g friends off me. Taking the soap between my legs, I notice bruising blemishing my skin.
"Damn," I whisp
