NICOLE – TORMENTED LUST BEGINS

After I shut down the iPad, I sit up and pull off my tank top, patting down my sweaty neck and back. I reach down and pull off my panties too before laying back down under the covers, moving my body around to feel the rumpled sheets, pressing my face into the pillow to breath Alex in. I think about how much he didn’t say, his controlled casualness. I reach down, I am drenched. I was right; he has gotten hotter for her, more of her than just pussy. I’m so wet, I clench tight around my finger. He didn’t rush, it was an appetizer evening. He keeps my hot, confused, tormented arousal on low simmer. I must abide until tomorrow. I pull my hand away. I am shaking, my fists tight. I squeeze my eyes shut. I imagine his voice, describing how hard he is anticipating her. I climb higher and higher until the air was so thin, my breathing labors, and I fall asleep.