My plan was simple.
Get her on a bed and vent until we were both over what happened between us in the last couple of weeks.
There were two problems.
First, I wasn't angry anymore, and just pleasuring her after she asked me to break up with her might give her worse habits than her already bad ones.
The other problem was something that I didn't factor in. The smell of her blood filled my nostrils.
It was different from last time.
Being in a much smaller space this time and not having all that open space and air around us had the fact that she bled because of me in the center of my thoughts.
"Hah... Theo..."
.
.
.
Instead of thrusting away inside of her, I focused on grinding my body against her clitoris. It will be easier for her to adjust to me after getting off while I was filling her up like that.
I felt her shivering beneath me, it was a good sign. I couldn't wait to turn her pain into pleasure.
