90: thinking about her again

Kai’s POV

I was thinking about Cora again.

At this point, it’d become a fucking plague—No, another curse that I was doomed to bear when I was still actively struggling with another. I’d tried to shove it deep down within me, down in the darkest parts of my being that strangely held an appeal for her, one that I’d deny until my grave, one that I’d never let her be right about even it it kills me.

Hell, it's killing me already.

The wildest part was that the one thing that was in a loop in my head was how she’d handled me when she took control, how she’d given me the sort of a pleasure that a man couldn't forget no matter how hard he tried, how I’d been the helpless party in out dynamic for the first time because of how experts she’d handled my cock.

I wanted to end that loop of thoughts and take back the control from her, I’d never been the submissive party and I’d rather roam like an animal and live on grass than let Cora assume that she could take the reigns like she had without being