Overdrive
Read the storyAll characters are over the age of 18. Jake hadn’t meant for any of this to happen. One wrong tablet — that was all it took. Instead of a painkiller, he’d swallowed something designed to crank his body into overdrive, amplifying everything he’d been holding back for the past week. Now he was lying naked on his bed, every muscle trembling, breath breaking in uneven gasps. Heat rolled up his spine in waves so strong they almost stole his vision. He tried to breathe through it, to center himself, but the pressure kept rising, thick and unbearable, as if his own body had turned against him. His hands clenched helplessly at the sheets. He couldn’t stay still. Every twitch of his muscles sent another rush spiraling through his core, tightening, building, demanding. He thought he was alone. He needed to be alone. But then the door creaked. Jake’s eyes flew open just as James froze in the doorway.