Ethan
I jerked as I fell into ice-cold water. Fragments began to flash through my mind. My head was barely above water and it was a struggle to breathe. I was being pulled under and no matter how much I fought against it, the ocean kept dragging me down. Every time I failed, I was pulled under just to be hurled into another fragment of a memory, I wasn’t sure was even mine.
The first one I was forced to experience had me hot. Sweat beaded and rolled down my temple and I let out a guttural groan as I fucked someone. My eyes were closed most of the time, so I didn’t know who it was. Every time I opened my eyes, I tried and failed to get a good look at her face. All I could tell was that she was blonde. Her fingers dug into my shoulder and I hissed. I didn’t love this woman, I didn’t care about her. Who was she?
