Fifteen

Dakota

The warmth of the sun crept in through the wooden window, casting soft rays of light across the room.

I lay on the bed, my mind wandering to the night before, replaying the memories of Axton's fingers inside of me and the desire that still lingered in my body.

Everything about last night was magical. The way he looked at me, the way he kissed me and sucked on my nipples made me warm with lust. I'd never experienced such intimacy from anyone. Not even with Marco.

Axton was a sexually charged beast who knew how to please a woman. I hugged the pillow closer to my chest, holding on to the moment and savoring it as if it were my last.

But as reality set in, guilt washed over me like a wave. I was setting myself up for heartbreak, but I couldn't help the feelings I had for Axton.

He had left after causing me overlapping waves of orgasms, promising to come back later in the day.

"Damn this is wrong," I thought out loud. Marco filled my thoughts. I imagined him staring at me with a m