KIRA’S POV
I lingered in the tub, letting the warm water soothe my aching muscles. By the time I got out, I was still sore… but only slightly. Thankfully, Adrian was nowhere to be found. I exhaled a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.
I needed space. Away from him. Away from whatever the hell this was.
I had to figure out what we were doing. More importantly, I had to figure out how not to lose my damn mind over dirty talk.
Just yesterday, I was pissed at him for ignoring me, but now… I don’t even know what I feel. Was I really that s*x-craved?
“How every night, all I can think about is kissing you until you can’t breathe… or how every time I see you, all I can think of is bending you over and f*****g you senseless? Is that what you want me to admit?”
His words from yesterday ran
