I couldn’t bring myself to think about what I had done with Christian.
The thought of what I did that night still haunts me till this day, the way he licked me off his fingers or the excitement in his eyes when I watched closer.
Somehow I was day-dreaming about f*****g him again.
I couldn’t get what he did to me off my head and now I can’t stop thinking of what he would do to me.
It’s been three days since I had that ride with Christian.
My head had been filled with him and my imaginations were running wild.
For some reason, I couldn’t understand why he didn’t return and why I didn’t stop him from touching me the way he did that day.
“Table 6 needs a drink” I heard someone say and it was Bridget, my co-worker.
I nod as I quickly get the can and then walk over to hand it to t
