Delilah’s impromptu confession did nothing to sway my curiosity. In fact, it flamed the fire of her draw.I just wanted to make it through the day, just one day, without thinking about her, but she was always fucking there, in my periphery. The smell of her perfume was a constant torture. If we weren’t office mates, working together and she was just some girl at the bar, I could fuck her, get her out of my system, and be done.Instead, I was left ready to explode like a ticking time bomb, just waiting to go off at any moment. Anger and frustration mounted, and the sight of her made me furious.I resented her, absolutely despised her for making me want her in the first place.I didn’t want the need that churned inside me. I didn’t want the crawling hunger to fuck her like she was the last fucking woman on the planet. I didn’t want to crave her with her pretty vacant eyes and her plump, perfect all.I didn’t want her.Liar!Shut up!Arguing about it with myself wasn’t hel
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