Imaani

I TURN ACROSS MY BED AND I STRETCH my hand towards the bedside table in search of my buzzing phone. It had been ringing repeatedly now.

Maybe that's because you've been holed up in your room since Friday

My subconscious rattled.

I release a loud sigh and my thoughts begin to roam on their own.

My legs tighten instinctually as I remember the events of Friday when we had sex.

Amazing sex, if you ask me.

I cross my legs as I replay the events of that night in my head.

The cuffs, the vibrator and the numerous mind-shattering orgasms he gave me. Not to mention the vulgar words...