“What do you want?” I force out hoarsely. My throat is dry; I want to drink.
But not water. Lilie. All the way to the bottom. Without a single remainder.
“Are you sure you want to know?”
“Yes.”
Lily detaches from the wall and, without breaking eye contact, moves closer.
Quietly she whispers: “Orgasm.”
She is my former best friend. And I want her so badly that sparks fly from my eyes. But I didn’t plan to touch her. Too many complications. Only now—I see her, and my brakes fail. Especially after I lost to her desire.
One filthy, improper desire—and it will bring a whole mountain of problems…