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~CECILIA~

I was asleep, or at least half way there when the HEAT, _What I chose to call it_ hit me, destroying every promise of a goodnight sleep.

And as usual it didn't come with mercy.

By now I already knew that trying to fight it or block it out was very useless but I still tried anyway, by shutting my eyes and focusing on my breaths which were now coming in pants.

A gasp tore past my lip as another fresh jolt of lust hit me, convulsing my stomach and tying it up in knots.

Sweet painful knots.

I bit my lip and clenched my legs, to somehow relieve the ache between them. The ache that was driving me crazy.

Fuck.

If only I could just get a release somehow. If only there was something to take this burning ache away.

Images of Don Petrov flashed through my mind.

Fuck if I'll try to fight it.

His dark eyes which are partially covered by his curly hair, though you could still make out the dark shade.

I pictured him, leaning against my door frame as he looked at me with his face laced with