Blythe's P.O.V.
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Sorry... do what now?
"Are you crazy?" I asked flatly.
"I just made you cu.m while my tongue was down your throat." he stated. "Let me see everything I just felt."
"Oh, okay," I replied sarcastically. Then I spun around and ran to the bathroom. "Fu.ck you!" I shouted before slamming the door shut and locking it.
Karma has lost his mind. So have I, apparently. Because why the hell would I let him touch me like that? What the hell is wrong with me?
Maybe I just froze up. Maybe it was all the trauma coming back to me, rooting me in my spot, knowing that it was better to just take it. Maybe I was just trying to be somewhere else.
I know that wasn't true though. I wasn't scared. I was comfortable. More so than I've ever
