Chapter 42

James

I was sitting on her sofa and absentmindedly scrolled through my phone. All my senses were focused on Laila. I could hear her move around, breathe, her heart rate changing its speed and heck even differentiate whether she took clothes off or on. It was as if every cell in my body was not only drawn to her but even attached to her. The moment I stepped into her apartment I was aware only of her. This was an insane obsession. I needed to cool down before my thoughts ran wild and I did something stupid. Of course, I am h*rny as f*ck and at this moment smelling her, feeling her and hearing her only destroyed my self-control like a bulldozer. I needed to shift my focus. But to what? Even my phone didn't help me.

I cracked my neck on both sides. I had to stay cool. She already suspects I'm here just to get into her panties. I need to prove her wrong. I need to prove her wrong about me. I chanted in my head. But how can I do it if she is right about me? I just wanna press her against t