No Rehab For This
I’ll always want more.I was on her doorstep. Again. Her erotic pull was impossible to resist. The full moon rose behind me—a blood moon. It always affected her, heightening her already crazed desire. My heart pounded as if reaching through my chest to the forbidden door in front of me. Me being there was so wrong. Fuck! It was so wrong! But don’t you see, what awaited me on the other side of that red door was ecstasy—not in a powder, but flesh...