Chapter 37 Can't get him out of my head

By the time we got to my tiny room, the voice in my head telling me I was being stupid was so loud, it was threatening to give me a headache. But then, the ache within my clit was so intense, it was driving me crazy. It was demanding for a dick or nothing.
To drown that irrelevant voice out, the moment I opened my door, I grabbed the boy and smashed my mouth to his, kissing him aggressively just like Sylvester does me. The force and speed I used was so much that the guy didn't have enough time to close the door before I crushed him against it. He returned the energy and I soon found myself wrapped up in his arms and my lips being thoroughly mangled up in a way they have never been handled before. It was so violent and I got startled. I wanted to pull away but the boy wouldn't let me. Rather, he held me to himself with one hand, moved us away from the opened door, then used his free hand to close it. "You are such a tiger." he said to me in what I presumed to be his most sensual bedroom voice but I found it repulsive. Not because it was bad but because somehow I found myself thinking about Sylvester and how he said I was his the last time we had sex. No, he called it 'Making love'.
With the thought of him surfacing in my head, I started feeling repulsive towards this young boy, whose name I didn't know nor plan to know.