KatarinaI couldn't help myself, it was becoming an addiction at this point, and I just couldn't stop myself no matter how hard I tried. My mind wandered, and each time he came to my mind, I'd feel my heartbeat increase ecstatically. What was this feeling? And why couldn't I get rid of it. I managed to get it out of my mind and focus on getting home first. It was a good thing he hadn't insisted on following me right to my doorstep. Jerome was the kind of man who was stubborn to the end, and I knew I wouldn't be able to change his mind if he had decided on it. He always did what he wanted, and knew how to get on my nerves. However, those little things he did were exactly what kept me up at night. His smile as he committed those little crimes, every wrinkle on his face, I had committed them to memory, and now I couldn't stop thinking about him. Finally reaching the door, I pushed it open and entered the crowded apartment. Without wasting time, I undressed myself and immediately coll
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