Chapter 254

(Lizzie POV)

Thursday afternoons are always the dullest day of the week; where my need for Holden is felt most keenly. For some reason, the weather always seems to mirror my mood. Streaks of rain flashes across my window, glittering streaks against an otherwise grey sky.

Dressed only in my pink lingerie, I assess myself in the mirror, turning to see the delicate lace of my pants as it cups the line of my ass. The underwear is too pretty to be hidden beneath clothing; it demands to be seen, to be torn from my body in a passionate rage. My fingers sneak beneath the cups of my bra and I roll my nipples beneath my needy digits. Half-watching myself in the mirror, I imagine that I am watching a peep show. The stranger in the mirror twists her nipples, gasps in pain. I want so desperately to be on display for him; to have him command me in self-pleasure.

A devilish idea takes root. I know that Holden is busy. I know how hectic his schedule is. And yet, I want to dist