*** CONTENT WARNING!!!*** SOME EMOTIONAL DISTRESS IS DEPICTED IN THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER! READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED!
Warm. Nice and warm. I try to sit up and stretch but I realize I can’t. What is laying on top of me? I slowly open my eyes and that is when I realize what all has happened. I groan internally. I know we didn’t have s*x, but we might as well have.
Please. You and that other girl had s*x well before you two truly knew each other. At least you two know each other’s favorite color.
What the actual f**k Zeus? Favorite color? Is that really all that you need to know before you make a girl cream her panties?
News flash, jackass… She isn’t wearing any.
I c**k my head to the side and run my hand up her thigh. Holy f**k… She isn’t wearing any panties! Where in the actual f**k
