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making me insane. I would have never even considered meeting a man out this year, let alone a teacher. I must be on the verge of a mental breakdown. But he said, and I quote, “ Not a date .” So it’s not.
    I opened my laptop up and stared at the time. It was 5:00 pm and I had three hours before Keegan would be here. I tapped my black nails on the table as my coffee showed up.
    I looked up at the girl. “Thank you.” I said as she grinned at me.
    “He was cute,” I sighed and looked at my screen.
    “Oh the man earlier today?” I said and she nodded.
    I stared at the words on my screen. “I know, dangerous.”
    She laughed, “I love dangerous, it is my favorite type.” Her voice was soft as she leaned forward.
    I looked up at her and loved hearing that. Maybe I was not the only woman in the world with an insane need to ruin herself.
    She smiled and walked back towards the bar as I sat there and bit my bottom lip. I wanted to write, but I knew that as soon as I dove back into it I would see Keegan in this book. It was now inevitable. He had my attention now. I looked at the flashing line on the screen and took the plunge. It was time to write some more in my fantasy world. More about vampires and anonymous sexual encounters. Anything to get my mind away from Keegan.
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    The water ran down my back as I placed the black sponge to it. It was a bit abrasive, which I enjoyed. I pressed it against my shoulder blade and it left a light red mark behind as the water continued to soothe me. I ached, but it was not from being harmed. I ached for him . I looked over at my brushed silver tray where the card lay and picked it up. I looked at the number seven on it and grinned. I flipped it over and saw a website address on it in small black lettering, it was different than the last one. Smart of them to do that. I laid it down and leaned back, my hands slid under the water and found their way to my stomach. I closed my eyes as I saw him in the train car. His jawline firm, lips parted and his mask hiding just enough of him as I touched his hair. I leaned up and kissed him in my mind as my chest rose and my nipples hardened in the large porcelain tub. I let my hand lower and my fingertips brushed against my clit. I sucked in my breath and turned my head sideways. I kissed him harder in my fantasy as I started to stimulate myself, with each small flick of my finger I arched my back, getting into a slow rhythm as lips parted behind my eyes and my tongue searched his. I slid two fingers inside of myself as I continued to make small circles on my clit, each rotation bringing me closer and closer to a climax, but it was not my skill to please myself that was causing it, it was him…always him now. The stranger who had fucked me as I had needed to be fucked. Hard and without mercy, it was a true surrender and, to me, nothing would be able to get me off as hard again.
    I moaned as my fingers continued to move. I reached up with one hand and grabbed at my breast, I squeezed it as the water moved from the turbulence below, sloshing over the sides and spilling to the floor. Behind my eyes I saw him clearly, standing before me. His abs tight and rippling down to a place I longed to be. His skin shimmering from sweat and his mask, coming off. He lowered his head and slipped it from his eyes and as he rose up I saw him for the first time. His eyes a bright blue, his hair black. Lips full and firm, jawline chiseled. He was a thing of beauty and mine, something I needed and had acquired. I bit into my lip and tasted blood as I cried out. It ran down my chin and dripped into the water as the orgasm tore through me. It was torturous and yet so needed. I came so hard it almost hurt as my stomach tightened and my back arched beyond its limits. Then I jumped in my tub as I heard a voice, almost as if it were whisper on the wind…calling out to me. I looked around and heard it again then I stood up as the voice sounded off to the right of me and I