I Feel Terrible

Bianca's POV

"So you don't remember how I fucked you last night?" Liam asked, staring deeply into my eyes.

His voice was low, husky and very smooth. Liam's voice had always been deep and alluring without him putting in any effort or trying to make it seem that way. But now, I could tell he was doing this on purpose. He was trying to get some kind of reaction out of me.

I didn't know what it was or what he was trying to do but whatever it was, it was working for sure. For a moment, I had totally forgotten about the wicked headache, the nausea, the fatigue and whatnot. I had forgotten about all of that. All I could see and feel at this point was Liam. I could feel his breath melting on my skin, I could feel something sparking inside of me. I could feel things I couldn't explain and he wasn't even touching me.

I squirmed on the bed, still sweating like I had never before. I was basically soaked in cold sweat and Liam's closeness and whatever the hell he was doing wasn't helping at all. I