Oakley woke up the next morning with a headache and a dreadful aching body, her legs weak and the nausea sitting like a heavy weight on her chest. The bright light shining into her eyes worsening the headache, she sat up and realised she was not in her own room. Or house for that matter. 'Where the hell am I?' was all she thought as she looked around, seeing Nate next to her, shirtless, the blanket falling just above his manhood and he is peacefully asleep. The memories of the night flooded her mind as she saw that she herself was naked, wrapped up in the duvet. Her eyes grew wide as she realised that she had s*x the night before, wit a man she barely knew. She remembered the roughness he treated her with but he was still gentle in a way Oakley’s head did not know how to process. Oakley wa
