Chapter 9

• I had spent numerous nights lying in bed circling my throbbing clit, imagining that he would practice torturing me and making me beg and cry out for him. How would it feel to feel him behind me, roughly holding my throat as he edges me again and again, denying me what I want most?
• How would it feel to finally have that deep yearning in my abdomen explode, only to have him driving his hard c**k into my raw sensitive p***y once I’m done? In my desperation, I would look him up online to see if he was dating. Maybe one day I would be ballsy enough to let him know that I would let him do anything to me? However, I learned to give up those dreams and keep them as only my most secret fantasies.
• It was last weekend that I went back to my hometown to visit my aunt for a get-together. Closing in on the end of the fall season, they decided to throw once the last get-together to see everyone and enjoy the weather.