TWENTY SIX

Derek

Honestly, women!

I cursed several times in my head as I stormed out of my home. It was a rare day off and I had to deal with having Alisha in my home, in my space?

There was this odd feeling thinking of her gave me, this odd feeling inside me I hated to acknowledge. It was getting stronger by the day, but I couldn’t bring myself to acknowledge it.

Perhaps it was because of my lack of finding release the previous night.

I growled to myself whilst ignoring pack members who stared confusedly at me as I walked towards my best friend’s place.

The night had been going on okay. The girl by my side has been very upfront and we spent a lot of time making out and having her on my lap, fondling those breasts of hers.

She had practically shoved her hands in my pants and grasped my manhood as we found ourselves on the bed of the room I had paid for.

But then… I had fucking ruined it.

It wasn’t my fault. I couldn’t stop thinking of her. That girl…

“Alisha,” I called her name before I could st