Alejandro
I am still shaking.
She doesn’t notice it probably, but everything in me buzzes, like millions volts of electricity are running through my system. Because of her, because she’s still in my arms, still not telling me to go the hell and leave her alone, like everyone else in my life has done.
No, Katerina seems tamed. Satisfied to just be around me. Earlier, when I took her as roughly as she asked me to, barely able to hold myself back until I actually couldn’t, there was a second I was afraid she’d push me away, that I’d gone too far. But she surprised me again, meeting my wicked with her own until it all collided and exploded into something I, in my thirty-five years of life, had never experienced before.
“I hate it…” she murmurs, her arms still wrapped around me, pulling tig
