Honey

My legs were jelly the rest of the night.

My experience with Dante haunted me for the next few days and I was having a little trouble processing it. I would squirm in my seat and feel every nerve fire to life whenever I saw him. Everything suddenly felt so new and I was so unquenchably thirsty.

I’d touched myself before. I’d given myself an orgasm before…or at least thought I had. I thought the little flutters of pleasure were an orgasm, but now ...