INTOXICATING ME

RAIN

I felt really good.

I was drunk on the way Liam couldn't keep his hands off me even as he drove us around the city. The night was cool, the air between us comfortable, and easy, with sexual attraction on top like cherry.

He smells so good, and I would be lying to say that I was unaffected.

We don't talk, but the way he keeps on biting his lips, looking at me his eyes running all over me, raving at me with his eyes is enough for me, to make me be on the fucking edge.

This is life.

I never knew life could be so good until I had a mate who was a boyfriend, lived in a big city, and dressed so sexily that even I feel desirable enough.

Liam takes my hand and leads me inside a tall building after a valet takes his car. There is a huge black door after the lift stops on the 100th floor. He presses a small black card and it opens automatically, opening to a dimly lit space.