Chapter Thirteen
Luna
Clinging to my pissiness toward Rian saved me from thinking about him in any other way. Saved me from wanting to seek him out for a little pain and pleasure. My body ached for his touch, and the memory of his hands, his mouth, his c**k, wore out my damn vibrator’s batteries. It hardly satisfied.
The bastard had known all about my cop issues, and he’d revealed his true colors by f*****g with me regardless. Selfish prick.
Two weeks including nothing but my mundane social lifestyle passed, and I refused to miss him. That didn’t keep me from diving into b**m online, though. I watched it all. Read it all. Submerged myself in the lifestyle mentally since I knew I would never do vanilla ever again. Rian had shown me a new world, and there was no going back.
I craved inf
