DANTE
I wait a few more moments before I enter the bathroom and find Serena completely naked, climbing into the tub. The dress she was wearing is on the floor next to the toilet. Picking up the scrap of fabric, I throw it into the trash can next to the sink.
When I turn back to face her, she is just sinking down into the water. I’ve seen her naked a few times now, but it never gets easier. All I want to do is rip my own clothes off and mount her like a wild animal. Bite her skin and watch her writhe beneath me. The ache in my balls is permanent, and a constant reminder of what I refuse myself daily.
I haven’t been able to have s*x with anyone else, mainly because every time I tried, Serena’s picture popped into my f*****g head. She’s messing with my mind and my c**k. It only wants her,
