CHAPTER NINE

WHEN YOU'VE GOT NO ONE TO FUCK YOU, YOU COULD ALWAYS PLEASURE YOURSELF She felt tired as she strode lazily into her living room. Tired was an understatement, she had managed to tie up her dishevelled hair into a tight ponytail, she could feel the slickness of her core as they rubbed together occasionally. How much she hated the fact that she had come home pantless! She had asked the man to fuck her, not rip her panties off and make her feel vulnerable and exposed. Faint images of sweat stained bodies, hands gripping around her throat tightly, the sound of skin slapping against slick skin, moans and grunts, invaded her mind, and she could begin to feel the arousal stir up in her. She needed to do something to appease this hunger, she had never been one to think of sex too much, but lately, that seemed to have change. As her eyes stared at her phone which bore tons of missed calls from Christian and Drew, she knew ringing Christian to tell him she needed him wouldn't work out. He wo