Chapter 8. Go On and Fuck Him

Lynn’s POV

My head was pounding and I could kill Luis for keeping me out after we left the club and got more drinks. But I do have to admit that it was a nice distraction because I couldn’t stop thinking about Drake’s lips and hands on me. Even now, laying in my bed as the early morning rays of light shined through the curtains I couldn’t stop thinking about him. The worst part? He lived right next door and I immediately wondered what he was wearing while thinking he was probably still in bed himself.

Looking over at the empty spot in my bed made me wonder what he’d look like sprawled out there, a smile of satisfaction on his lips, as he peacefully slept next to me. I shook my head, internally scolding myself for thinking about those things. It was one kiss. Even though it was an amazing kiss, I shouldn’t forget the fact that he is a porn star.

“Stop!” I shouted, squeezing my eyes shut. Now I was tormenting myself and it was annoying.

I slid out of bed