Suck Me Dry
Shelagh Milanowhen you feel my heat look into my eyeswaking up with my heart racingi feel my heartbeat in my throatwhen he stares into your eyes in bed
“I keep getting bitten.”
Bringing my hand to my neck, I drive it over my skin, around the neck, and if I wasn’t totally sure that I was imagining it, I could swear that his stoic expression twitches.
But he just grunts, putting his glasses back up and acts like he is concentrating back on his paperwork.
For a second, I look at him without saying anything, and suddenly another flashback shoots through my mind.
Is it possible that I was so drunk that I imagined everything?
Was it a hallucination caused by the alcohol and my idiotic desire?
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