Dark Thirst
Chapter One
Desire
It was almost midnight. I wrapped my mouth
around the pizza, the doughy crust mingling with
the tart sauce and the salty melted cheese
sliding over my tongue. Then the roof of my
mouth hit the spicy pepperoni, the tangy sausage
and the meaty hamburger and I rolled it all over
my taste buds, my teeth working the gooey
goodness.
It was something like sex, the sensation
building to the point where you can't let it
go ... Oh, don't stop, baby. I stuffed another
bite in my mouth before I swallowed the first
one. My cheeks pudged out and my eyes closed. I
was in pizza hog heaven. This was as close to
nirvana as I got.
Shoving it in fast, I covetously counted the
pieces in case my girl Angelica, or Jelly, like
everybody calls her, got ahead of me and copped
some of my share. Jelly jams as good as I do
when it comes to food. I feel downright petite
next to her. I weigh two hundred and twenty-five
pounds. I know Angelica tops three hundred.
Jelly and I go way back. I met her in high
school when we ... read full excerpt from: Dark Thirst ebook
