(Song: "Because of You" by Ne-Yo)
Trey
What was I thinking? Why did I go against my better judgment and have s*x with her? Not only was that the best s*x I've ever had, but I had to fight the urge to flip her over and f**k her in missionary. I usually despise eye contact, yet I wanted to see her face as she came for me.
I wanted to hear her scream my real name, the one that I promised myself I wouldn't disclose to her.
I didn't catch a wink of sleep replaying our night on repeat, even though I was the one who cut it short. I can't help but feel a pang of guilt for the way she looked at me before I left. I probably made her think I didn't want her, or she didn't perform well.
Both are untrue. If anything, it took all my strength to resist f*****g her senseless. I wanted to make her
