How do I always end up back in his bed? Last thing I could remember was loathing him more than the devil himself, and now I was blissfully numb between my thighs and naked within his sheets. His body was turned beside me, his ass exposed to the air and the sheets just set over his right thigh and his feet. As I attempted to slip from his company, I was made aware of the moments that had transpired. Our clothes were in various locations of this luxurious hotel room while the room itself had been in complete disarray. It was clear that the s****l moment that now rested as a memory had resulted in the room around us appearing as if it had been shaken by a natural disaster.
Due to the package of condoms nearly empty, the tingling feeling still present within my core, and the guilt as I looke
