His Addiction

chapter 11: Ecstasy

Warning this chapter may be a little steamy.

A masculine scent surrounded me and I felt the smooth texture of silk sheets beneath me. My eyes opened to the sight of Daniel's, now clean, room.
I felt a slight throb in my head and a faint one in my wrist. Thinking of the events that happened earlier I realized I felt much better except for the pressure in my abdomen and odd heat I was in.

I rolled to the edge of the bed with a groan, the icy blue glowing numbers of the alarm clock informed me that it was seven at night meaning I had been out for a while. I looked away and tried to sit up but my sex and abdomen thrived for some release as I did so. I looked up at the celling in confusion as many thoughts whizzed about in my head.

The worlds dumbest idiot award goes go Aphrodite for punching with a broken wrist and taking a large amount of some date rape drug.

I moaned and fell backwards onto the bed with a thump, my face burried into the soft silk of Daniel's overly expensive pillow case. "Ugly pillow." I cursed into it as I dug my face even deeper into the pillow I was currently smushing my face into.

I heard a loud laugh vibrate off the walls. "I don't think insulting the pillow will make anything better." He said his voice humor laced. I stayed silent and sucked in more of his intoxicating scent. I knew he knew that I had taken an excessive amount of some weird pills without consulting someone or even reading the label. However desperate times called for desperate measures, even if it meaned I'd be all hot and bothered."I know you're awake." He said knowingly and I groaned internally. There was no way I was going to avoid the humiliation I was doomed for. My fate was sealed the moment I popped those pills like they were nothing. Unfortunately, to my dismay, they were anything but.

"Never said I wasn't." I said but it came out muffled due to the pillow. I felt him before I heard him answer. His calloused fingers wrapped around my ankle and the heat of my state heightened. Heat radiated off his hand and sent a involuntary shiver up my shaky leg and straight to my core. I felt like a dog and heat when he pulled my by my ankle towards him and towards the edge of his bed. I yelped as he dragged me down the bed and I tried to grab onto anything to halt the process of being dragged. I tried to make due of the silk pillows covered in a thin layer of sweat, and pulled on them but they moved along with me. When I had reached the edge he flipped me over. My face flushed as I realised my shirt had rose up slightly. Daniel's hungry, lustful eyes followed the moment. He smirked as I sat up my face still flushed.

"Do you feel any better?" He asked me, his cautious eyes inspected my every aspect and move.

Signing I ran a hand through my hair, suddenly self conscious. "Fine." I muttered as I attempted to fix the rats nest my hair resembled. "What happened anyway?" I asked although I knew what had happened. The only question brewing in my head was towards the three white pills I had foolishly taken.

"Well, I was told you were found in the kitchen after consuming a exessive amount of pills." He said catching on to the underlying meaning to my question.

"What were they?" I finally uttered. Humiliation bubbling up inside me as I asked.

"It was just a drug that would create a irresistible desire for sexual intercourse." He said, eyes glinting in amusement. Frustrated, I glared into his steel eyes.
"Stop trying to use big words to confuse me. Daniel Morello I am not an idiot." I said slowly. He grinned, showing all of his pearly white and aligned perfect