As soon as Milan fell asleep, I found myself restless. The night was too quiet, and the urge to do more than just sleep with her became overwhelming. The idea of making her mine, of hearing her moan my name, consumed my thoughts. I needed to cool down, to find some way to manage the intense desire that was burning inside me.
I slipped out of bed, quietly so as not to wake her, and took off the T-shirt I was wearing. My bare feet felt the cool touch of the floor as I walked to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and grabbed a cold beer, hoping it would help clear my mind and take the edge off.
The cool air and the drink did little to quell the heat. Milan drove me crazy with need, and I was barely managing to hold it together. I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm inside me, reminding myself of the importance of patience and respect.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!