Page 37 of Crave

And just like that, I’m fucking done for.

I’m going to fall for this man.

Even if I don’t know his name…

Or have never seen his face.

Iamfalling for him.

* * *

Rolling over, I feel for him beside me as I wake up, but the sheets are cold and empty. When I fell asleep on his chest early this morning, he was clear that he wouldn’t be here when I woke up. Yet, part of me was hopeful he would change his mind.

But he didn’t.

Every trace that he was here is gone again, with the exception of my sore body and the faint bands of bruising around my wrists.

Finding my purse, I dig out my phone and find I have several missed texts.

JESSA

Obviously waiting impatiently for details over here.

DEANNA

I’ll say what my lovely wife won’t. Did Boss Man take you home and fuck you senseless?

Because he definitely looked like he could back up that BDE!

Laughing at them, I type my response.

You do both know that you can pick up your own dick at stores all over the city, right? They even deliver them straight to your doorstep.

I smirk at the thought of the monster dildo still sitting on my kitchen counter.

JESSA

She lives! No death by dick?

No. I didn’t bring him home. He kissed me.

DEANNA

And???????

It was the kind of kiss that causes you to make really stupid decisions.

JESSA

Like getting married…

DEANNA

Watch it!

I thought maybe a one-night with my boss might’ve been a bad idea.

DEANNA