I wanted it so bad it hurt
I wanted his hands on me and his voice in my ear and his mouth saying even worse things
I wanted him to grab me and bend me and humiliate me and make me forget I was ever a virgin sitting alone at a party crying because I wasn’t the one getting touched
I didn’t want to be the quiet girl anymore
I didn’t want to be the weird one or the watcher or the backup friend or the innocent little loser in the corner while everyone else got what I secretly craved like oxygen
I wanted to be the girl he ruined
The girl he broke
The girl he spanked in the f*****g rain just like he said
I swear I was moaning again.
Just from the idea
And then the phone went silent
The line went dead
He didn’t say goodbye
He didn’t say wait
He didn’t say a single thing.
He just left me with that threat still ringing in my ears and the sound of his engine still echoing through my bones and the knowledge that he was already on his way and that this wasn’t a game
I looked down at myself
Dress soaked
Skin flushed
Hair clinging to my cheeks like vines
My hands still twitching with the urge to slide back under my panties and push myself over the edge one
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And I smiled
Oh my God
I actually smiled
Because Damon was coming
And I wanted every second of what he was about to do to me.
*Five mins later*
I saw the car first as it turned the corner like it was angry at the road, headlights cutting through the rain like they were searching for someone to punish.
And then it stopped.
Right there.
Right at the edge of the grass like the entire universe had lined up for this moment.
I froze for like one second
One tiny second
And then I screamed
“Damon!”
I don’t know why I screamed his name like that
Like a little girl seeing Santa
Or like a slut seeing her favorite c**k
Probably both
My legs moved before my brain could even keep up
I ran straight out from under the tree, into the storm, not even thinking about h insane I looked, how wet I was, how my dress was literally see-through at this point
Like actually transparent
Like you could see my n*****s
My whole f*****g boobs
Because guess what
I didn’t wear a bra
Thanks to Tasha and her brilliant “it’ll ruin the look” speech
And not just that
My panties weren’t even normal panties
They were g-string
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Black
Thin
Useless against the rain
Now they were just clinging between my ass cheeks and showing off every single curve like I was auditioning for a porno in the middle of a thunderstorm.
He jumped out of the car
Slammed the door shut so hard the whole street shook
And when he looked at me
When he saw me standing there, soaked, dress plastered to my skin, n*****s hard, p***y dripping
He stopped
He didn’t move
Didn’t blink
Didn’t breathe
His mouth actually parted
Like he’d just seen something unholy
“Get under the tree, Lyra,” he shouted across the yard, his voice so deep and rough it slid straight between my legs.
“I’ll come meet you there.”
I obeyed so fast it was embarrassing
Ran back under the tree like a drenched little slut who couldn’t wait for her punishment
And then
He came
Stormed over like a f*****g god
Soaked
Pissed
Towering
He stopped right in front of me, dripping rain, shirt sticking to his chest, sweatpants clinging to his thighs, his hair soaked and falling in messy strands over his forehead
“What the hell, Lyra,” he barked.
“You’re soaking wet. This is not what you girls said the party would be. Both of you are in so much trouble. Especially you.”
Especially me
He said especially me
I almost moaned
His eyes locked with mine and I swear I could see the moment it hit him
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New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.