Emilee
I watch Chase sleeping for a while. He's in my bed.
Why the fuc.k is he in my bed?
I'm in my underwear! He must have undressed me. That better be all he did! No, Chase wouldn't have taken advantage of me in my drunken state. I know he wouldn't.
I drag myself out of bed and into my bathroom. I need painkillers; my head is banging. I find some in my vanity. I take two with water and then jump into a warm shower. I need to wash last night away. I can't really remember what happened, but I can feel Chase's lips on mine.
I close my eyes and touch my lips. Chase kissed me last night. He kissed me so passionately. He wanted me. I bite my lower lip as I stroke my erect nippl.e, water pounding down around me. I haven't felt so turned on in the longest of times.
But then he pops into
