Novel & Cerita Gets Under My Skin

But tonight, it's more than just cleansing my body; it's about exploring the depths of my desires. I step under the cascading water, the warm droplets caressing my skin. Each drop feels like a gentle kiss, awakening every nerve ending in my body. I close my eyes, imagining it's Knight's touch, his hands roaming over my curves, his lips grazing my neck. The fantasy ignites a fire within me, making my skin tingle with anticipation.

Mom and Dad turned to stare at me. My heart pounded, and I forced a smile to hide my panic. If I told Dad about this, he'd probably think I was losing it. Luckily, they didn't say much. After a bit of small talk, we wrapped up dinner. "Lily," Mom called as I was about to head back to my room. She had just finished washing the dishes and was still wearing her apron. Water droplets were dripping off her fingers. There was something different about her. She'd always had loose skin from years of housework, with hands all wrinkled from detergent and cleaning products. But now, her skin looked smoother and clearer.

Not even a molecule. But still … his words crawl under my skin. And I don’t like it. I peel myself off the bed and shuffle to the bathroom on stiff, aching legs.

“Nothing seems to work.” This is getting really insane. “Oh, you have got to be kidding me,” I mutter, my voice coming out weak and rough. I squeeze my eyes shut and try to breathe through it. I have dealt with enough in the last few days without this joining the list. I straighten slowly and force myself toward the bed, but halfway there another wave hits and I stop again, and I place one of my hands on my stomach. The itch beneath my skin gets worse. It is everywhere, my arms, my thighs, the back of my neck, even my chest, as if my body does not know whether to burn or beg.

“Don’t let her get under your skin.” I wanted to snap. I wanted to tell him he had nothing to worry about, that I could handle a little mean girl. But my body betrayed me. The heat that rose in my chest, the tightness in my stomach, the ache that spread across my collarbone it all screamed that I was far more affected than I wanted to admit.

“Are you—what did he mean?” She sat down across from me, legs crossed, pulling the blanket over her thighs. “Oh, that,” she said with a small shrug. “I have this skin condition… it’s rare. Basically, when rainwater touches me, something in it triggers this really bad reaction. I get itchy, like unbelievably itchy. Then my skin starts to pale, swell, turn red… sometimes even bruises.” My eyes widened, and my stomach clenched. “That sounds awful.”

She stomped her heels on the marble floor and angrily walked away. I puffed out in relief. Kendall's absence made the juice smell appetizing, and I gulped everything into my mouth and rested my head on the couch. I winced in distress when my womanhood began to itch me. I looked around and hurriedly scratched the spot through my cloth, but the itching spread to all parts of my body, making my skin burned terribly. It was so strange that I shifted to the edge of the couch and began to rub my pussy against it with my hand rubbing my breast. I whimpered when the sexual craving pulled me in full force. What is wrong with me? ？

“What? It’s funny! Come on, guys, lighten up!” Stupid. The irritation simmering beneath my skin boiled over. I downed the last of my scotch, letting the burn settle in my chest as I stood up.

she heard a distant voice inside her head calling her, but she couldn't respond. The wolf made one last move, bitting her skin so strongly that she felt unconscious on the floor.

After I die, I save Hades' pet. To thank me, he plans to bring me back to life. However, I refuse with a smile. He is stunned for a moment, then asks in confusion, "So many people want to live, so why do you refuse instead?" I give him a bitter smile. "Maybe it's because being alive is a fate worse than death." He doesn't believe it, and his tone turns unfriendly. "Don't think I don't know that your parents are famously known for loving their daughter. They even make the news because of how much they love you." I crouch there without speaking. It's indeed true that they've made the news for loving their daughter, but that is all an act. The truth is, the only one they've ever really lo