This is so different from bloodlust. I pull Drew's pillow to my face and sniff. His smell is so strong, and I can't get enough of it. I'm burning up, and I don't know why.
When I'm playing the seducer to get my kill, I'm not sexually turned on. Ever. No, I'm on a mission to take someone out. Whenever Drew is around, I'm happy and I get excited. This is on a new level, though.
I'm almost scared of how my body is acting. I try to calm myself, knowing that this has to be normal and Drew would never rape me. When I'm ready, I'm sure he will help me through this.
Ignoring the need running through me, I roll over on my side, holding his pillow and will myself to go to sleep. I don't know how long I'm out before I feel the bed shift.
"Shh ... It's alright Maddie."
My eyes fly open. I look up at Drew with a sleepy smile. He's sitting next to me with his shirt unbuttoned and his hair a mess. I smile as I sit up. He pushes my shoulder back down gently and shakes his head. "No getting up."
I giggle. "Ok." I am more than happy to be right here with him.
"You were murmuring in your sleep. Everything, ok?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure it was just a nightmare."
He pushes my hair out of my face. Suddenly, I'm nervous. I was bold enough to come on to him a few days ago, but now, something crazy is going on with my body and I crave his touch.
"Happy Birthday," he whispers.
That's it. I can't take it anymore. I fling myself at him and he chuckles as we fall sideways onto the bed. He holds onto me as I bury my face in his neck.
He's kissing my forehead as he strokes my hair down my back. "Why don't we stay home today?"
I can't believe Drew is asking me to play hooky, but I'm totally willing to do so.
"That sounds awesome, I'd love to."
He brushes another strand of hair out of my face. I push my nose into his chest, smelling him through his white tank top as I take a deep breath to stabilize myself. I'm getting turned on again. The ache is almost ridiculous.
"D-Drew," I stutter his name as his hand trails down my back. My lips have a mind of their own as I kiss his neck. Images of us naked, rolling around the bed, flash through my mind. God, I want that to happen.
Without thinking, I get up and straddle him. The need to feel him skin to skin makes me bold. Surely, now that I'm of age, he won't deny me. I hope not. God, if he doesn't feel the same way, I may have to run away.
I run my hands along his chest and he looks at me.
"Maddie ..."
"Yes, Daddy?" Fuck, I didn't mean to say that.
Drew flips us over so fast, I scream. "Say it again," he growls the words into my ear. My body ignites into flames. I thought I was hot before. Now ... Now I'm so turned on, I can't see straight.
"Yes, Daddy."
"Fuuuuuck." His voice is like gravel. He looks down at me with fire blazing in his eyes. It's the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life.
"You're in my shirt."
I would giggle at him, but he sounds like he is on the edge of something, and if I do too much, I might push him over.
He grabs the hem of the shirt and jerks it upward. "Fuck, no panties. You naughty girl."
My pussy clenches at his words. I really like this side of Drew. Hell, like is too weak of a word. I fucking love the way he is right now. He's almost rabid as he pulls the shirt over my head and throws it onto the floor.
Before I can feel shy about how my body looks, he descends on me. His mouth latches onto my left nipple and my eyes go wide as the pleasure hits me.
“Mm.” I breathe as my back arches into him. He bites down and I moan.
