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It’s true I am stupid

It’s not a case of wishful thinking but a case of stupid thinking because, in hindsight, last night has done nothing more than feed the beast—feed the beast within both of us

Oh, God I’ll probably need therapy

Great sex is so dangerous because despite my intentions, despite the fact that I swore to myself as I crept out of his bedroo Isla notice of my intention to leave, I’ve somehow promised her the opposite

I couldn’t really do anything else because when I went to see her earlier, she grabbed my hand and insisted I sit down Then she’d said such wonderful things about me She told me she appreciated ht of me as a friend That she needed me to stay

Argh!

When I tried (withand htened on mine as she’d insisted she’d spoken to her brother She said she understood that “soone on between us and, at that moment, I prayed to the heavens that she and Alexander weren’t too big on sharing But I guess the fact that she was still holding h

Where was I?

Oh Isla made it sound like she’d read hiuaranteed it wouldn’t happen again She apparently told him he put me in a very aard position

Ah, positions

There was nothing aard about his position last night, especially as it had resulted in the kind of orgasms that curled toes And probably my hair

I ache to devour your pussy

I al special

In his bed, I’d kissed hed when I’d swirled rowled as I’d grazed with th into ht back in London, and he’d thrown back his head

So inside me blooms darkly as I remember the noises he’d made and how he’d demanded I keepto hiazes joined I’d work hi hily, he’d kept led in h me

Alet to enjoy the experience again