CHAPTER 2
MIA
My phone buzzes on the nightstand just as sunlight creeps through my blinds. Unknown number. The message makes my stomach flip.
Unknown: Morning, beautiful. Still thinking about last night. You left quite the mess on my pants.
I bite my lip, thighs clenching. I'm still sore, his c*m dried sticky between my legs. I snap a quick mirror pic in my tank and panties, legs spread just enough to show how swollen I am.
Alex: f**k. Meet me today?
Me: Where?
Alex: Motel off campus. Room 12 by 2 p.m.
Me: I’ll be there.
The texts don't stop all morning.
Alex: Good girl. I want you bare when I walk in.
Me: Already wet thinking about it.
Alex: Save it for me. I’m going to fill you again.
Me: Promise?
Alex: Promise. Twice at least.
By one-thirty I'm at the motel, heart hammeri
