My eyes were heavy and almost drunk with exhaustion, but sleep simply did not come. My mind was fully aware and ignoring my body’s fatigue. I wondered, is this what my mothers wedding night was like?
I took a deep breath and ran my tired eyes around the small hotel room. I wanted my brain to marinate in it. This is as close as a girl like me will ever get, I thought to myself. On any other night that thought would kill my soul just a little bit more, but tonight in this cramped Manhattan hotel room, I couldn’t be happier or more excited. Continue reading “Erotic Short: Becoming His”