Lucy
"Arrgggghhh!" I scream, yanking at my hair in frustration. "f**k it! f**k it! f**k it!"
This man is going to be the end of me!
I pace the living room like a woman possessed, fists clenched, body trembling. He's not even here, but he's everywhere; under my skin, in my head, between my legs.
"How the f**k did I let him get to me like this?" I growl. "How the hell did he get in this deep?"
My thighs are soaked. Literally soaked. The bastard turned me on with words, just f*****g words, and now I'm two seconds away from storming into his apartment and begging him to destroy me.
I hate him. I hate how much I want him.
I dash to my bedroom, yanking open my wardrobe, pulling out drawers like a madwoman. Where the hell did I keep it? I'm so messed up I can't even remembe
