Desire for you

I stumbled towards the bathroom when my hands roughly pulled down the straps of dress I was wearing. My breathing rapid, my heart beat accelerated, but despite all that the heaven between my legs was pulsating with unsaid need of the man of my nightmares, the devil of lust.

I needed cold shower.

With warmness spread throughout my heated body, I stumbled in my shower stall and shivered as cold water cascaded down my heated core. I groaned, it was too much. 

And then reality crossed my mind, I made up with my stalker, the man who killed mercilessly. 

Slowly the horny hormones replaced with self-loathe.

I made up with a killer.

Gulping down I realized I was giving myself to a man who might kill me next, maybe the next name in his list would be me. 

Cold water suddenly froze my mind, and I realized in heat of my lost love life,