I Want More

POV: Felix

“How do you keep finding yourself in this situation?” I asked her the moment stepped out of the bathroom and found her sprawled on the bed, drunk. I climbed the bed and took her into my arms, kissing her softly. She looks so weak and horny. I could see the sweat sliding down her cheeks and disappearing under her dress.

“And why do I keep meeting you in this situation, why are you always there at my most vulnerable times?” She murmured, dragging her words and laughing at the end like a lunatic. I couldn’t stop staring at the droplets of tears going under her dress, I swallowed dryly, caressing her face.

“My God!

What have they done to you?” I let out in surprise when she suddenly pulled me closer, bringing her lips to mine and kissing me fiercely. It seems like Dejavu, I seem to remember the first day I met her.

She was drugged and drunk as well, just that I was also drugged that night. I had the same drug in my system and that is why I could not resist her that night. But