I pull the car door shut and I heave a big sigh.
My eyes shut tight as all the memories flood back in.
I can still feel his touch all over me. I can feel his kisses on my skin.
I can feel his d**k inside me, the way he holds my hair when he kisses my neck.
I can’t stop thinking about his eyes. The way they gaze at me, like I’m the last remaining woman on earth.
I feel so lost when I look into them, but I also feel more found than I’ve ever been.
Everything about Adam makes me feel things I can’t even put a name to.
And then the part where he actually stole my pants. “Hahahhaha, oh my f*****g God!” The laugh bursts out of me uncontrollably.
“That man’s gone completely crazy,” I mutter to myself.
He's bleeding from his bandage and all he’s thinking about is stealing my pants t
