The drug had taken full control.

My body was on fire. My skin felt too tight. My pussy was throbbing so badly I could barely think straight. Every brush of fabric against my nipples or thighs made me want to moan out loud. I was dripping down my thighs, my legs shaky, my mind foggy with desperate need.

Adrian’s hand was firm on my waist as he led me through the crowded party. I tried to resist, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him instead.

“Where are we going?” I gasped, my voice breathy and weak.

“Somewhere private,” he said, his voice low and dark. “The team’s been waiting...