| Restless For Her

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍

The mere thought of her name made my blood pressure spike. I didn't know why I couldn't put her betrayal out of my mind. It was not even a betrayal as such. Rationally, I understood she didn't owe me any loyalty. I was the one who came to her apartment to use her body, but she ended up using me instead. That automatically made her my enemy, someone I should want to kill, but it didn't mean she betrayed me. I shouldn't give her any more thought than I gave Zoloft or Stefano.

I shouldn't be, but I did.

I thought about her constantly, remembering the way she looked at me and how her breath caught when I first touched her. How she clung to me as I drove into her, her pussy tight and slick around my cock. She had wanted me — that much I was sure of — and sex with her had been the hottest thing I'd experienced in years.

Maybe ever.

Fuck.