Markus
I am shaking. It’s been hours and I am still shaking.
As I try to go back to bed but fail miserably, as I pace my room like a caged animal, I can’t stop f*ucking shaking. Back in the kitchen, I started falling and I’ve been falling ever since. My head is a mess. Every time I close my eyes that kiss is back there to haunt me, Grey’s soft lips pushing against mine, trying to devour me and me letting him, melting against him because it was everything I’ve ever wanted. But it hurt him and it’s killing me now. Okay, I am also kind of turned on and is it wrong that I am turned on? I guess so, not that I have any clue what’s right or wrong at this point. All I know is I want to storm into that big room of Grey’s and make him finish what he started, pain or no pain.
I don’t. Go force my
