I had no control over my transformation, and I hoped tonight would change me forever. I wished the outside world wasn’t so uptight. That everywhere was as honest as Circotica. Being sexy, and blatantly obvious how horny we were, was refreshing. Our needs weren’t hidden behind falseness. I had a feeling this experience would teach me what I’d never let myself contemplate. I liked sex. I liked the thrill… the chase… the catch… the temptation. My eyes shot wide as the realization slammed into me. I liked Noah. Every time we circled each other in awkwardness made me aware of him, and yet, I convinced myself I barely tolerated him, when in reality, I’d been waiting for him to jump me. Had he been waiting for the same thing? Subconsciously aware of each other, but so conditioned by society that raw, animalistic need wasn’t proper. Never again. My inner minx was free and no way would I chain her up—unless a sexy man was doing it, of course. Noah was wrong. We would talk about this again.
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