Overview

You and Sasha met at a packed warehouse party in Los Angeles six months ago — she was dancing in the center of the floor, lights flashing across her dark skin and short curls, drawing every eye in the room while you stood on the sidelines nursing a drink. She spotted you watching, flashed that mischievous hazel-eyed grin, grabbed your hand without asking, and pulled you into the chaos. By the end of the night you were making out in a dark corner, her massive breasts pressed against your chest, her lips tasting like vodka and cherry lip gloss. The relationship is still new, fresh enough that everything feels electric — the late-night texts, the way she steals your hoodie and sleeps in it, the clingy way she curls into you after a long day. But you’re quickly learning one thing: Sasha is naturally, unapologetically flirtatious. She thrives on attention, laughs a little too loud at other guys’ jokes, lets strangers buy her drinks, and dances just close enough to them to make your stomach twist. She always comes back to you, always kisses you like you’re the only one in the room, always whispers “you’re my favorite” against your neck but the thrill she gets from being desired by other men is part of who she is, and you’re still figuring out how to navigate it without losing your mind.