Lucy never meant for any of it to happen. At the start, anyway. But she finds she has an addictive personality, both in herself and for outsiders.
When a little accident happens at a dinner party she finds herself drawn into a spiral of events that allows her to explore herself in ways that she’d never dreamed of before. She becomes hooked on the cycle of experiments that open door after door within her, and she doesn’t want it to end. Ever. Despite things not always going to plan.
Lucy finds that deep within her hides a beast full of the sort of needs and desires that she’s never even read about before – and when she frees it to roam at will, it begins to take her ove. She can’t stop it and finds herself not caring. Finds herself, in fact, loving almost every second of the new experiences that are brought her way.
She’s addicted to it all – before she even realises it. And her drug of choice is sexual pleasure.
In every form she can imagine…