(ZEVRAN)
I'd never admit it to anyone, but the trip home was torture.
After having sex with Asa, being near him was difficult. I kept starting to reach out and take his hand or try to touch him in some way. I was panicked by the fact that I felt a strong bond with him. I'd already suffered from a powerful attraction to him, but now that we'd crossed that line with each other, I wanted him even more.
I'd lied to him when I'd said I barely remembered what had happened last night. That it had meant nothing to me, that was an outright lie. I couldn't shake the vivid memories of what he'd looked like, tasted like, and smelled like. That scent. Fuck, it had seeped into my very being. I wanted more but didn't want to act on that need.
