Screwed Into Forever [Forbidden Collection]
All I could feel was the ghost of her thighs around my head, her voice breaking on my name.
I pulled out my phone. Opened a new note.
*Silent echoes in an empty room*
*Her scent on my skin, her voice in the gloom*
*One night, one taste, and I’m fucked for good*
*Chasing shadows where she once stood*
I stared at the words until they blurred.
The show that night was brutal. I poured everything into it—anger, hunger, regret. The crowd ate it up. They screamed. They danced. They threw roses.