Amelia
I hook my leg over Damien's hip.
Our s*x was mind-blowing once again. He rocked my f*****g world. I don't think I've ever enjoyed s*x, not like this. It was almost always disappointing in the past, and not at all worth the effort. With Damien, I have no regrets. As a matter of fact, I want more. I can't get enough of it.
He's smoking a cigarette. He always does after we have s*x. It's the most relaxing s**t ever. He passes it to me and I take a drag. We share the cigarette until it's finished, and he crushes it against the nightstand. We're staring at each other now, and I've never felt this comfortable under a man's scrutiny. Perhaps it has to do with the fact that when I'm with him, I forget my insecurities, and I don't know if it's because I'm literally a different person w
