Thirty- eight

Martha

By the time I snuck home, Lucian wasn’t around. I knew he went out because of the argument we had earlier and I knew that he probably was out to see Jasmine, or any other woman he was sleeping with, but I couldn’t care less about his whereabouts. Well, at least, not like I used to.

All my thoughts were about Alex and how aggressive and dominant he was in displaying his lust for me, making me always remember that I was his and his alone.

It was such a turn on and I found myself clenching my thighs all the way from the field we were, to my bedroom now. I was consumed by passion and raw sensual craving.

So, I slipped into my room quietly and went under the sheets, whimpering as soon as I did.

The pleasure was too much for me to contain. I’ve never felt this much arousal before and I was both nervous and excited by how it felt. I felt like I was going to die if I didn’t receive any type of relief in any form.

I reached down below me and pushed my panties down, leaving my lower h