James felt guilty and anxious. He worried over Cadence all afternoon and well into the evening. He couldn't believe how selfishly he'd put his desires before her health! Yes, she had very literally and adamantly asked him to "fuck" her (which was incredibly sexy). But, ugh…James really felt he should not have given in. Cadence looked like she was going to black out afterward! Just remembering it…her unfocused gaze and her lack of response when he spoke to her…it made him feel like a disgusting asshole. She was pale, sweating, and had absolutely no energy. James had been ready to call 911 before she finally answered him back. Still, when he thought back on all of it, he had to admit he didn't mind the demanding way she spoke to him. Cadence rarely cursed in her every day life. So when she happened to dirty up her word choice even a little bit, it sent a very pleasant shock through him. Damn. He was getting hard all over again. What kind of insatiable lecherous animal was he?