Crave for him

It was weird being here; I won't lie. After doing what we had done in the study and the ecstasy still running through my veins, I couldn't help but wonder what happened now. Isadora still had loud music playing through the house as she busied herself with dinner while Weston sat at the kitchen table on his laptop. He completely ignored both of us while an annoyed scowl pinched his face.

Isadora finally finished dinner and had set it out for us on the table. I had no idea what the hell she had made but it smelled delicious. It looked like a Mediterranean dish of some sort.

"Eat up, you two, we need to get our energy back up for what we're going to do next."

I stared with an open mouth over at her as a tightness consumed my core with anticipation. Damn this ecstasy! If I was sober, I wouldn't be this excited to do the dirty again, especially after the weirdness I felt after the first time. But when I looked over at Weston, I remembered how he felt inside of me and I wanted to feel him a