𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍
It was the best climax of my life. I felt high, consumed with her taste, the feel of her, the heat of her, and for a few moments, I thought it was the same for her — but then she pushed at me. "Please, let me down," she said, looking distressed, and it was like a bucket of ice water thrown over my head.
I gave her two orgasms, and she was looking at me like I raped her.
Like I fucking assaulted her in a back alley.
Something inside me twisted and hardened. Curving my lips in a sardonic smile, I said, "It's too late for regrets, beautiful." Lowering her to her feet, I forced my hands away from her firm, shapely ass. My cock slipped out of her as I stepped back, and the condom, filled with my seed, began to feel loose.
I pulled it off, dropping it on the floor. Her eyes followed the movement, and I saw a flush creep across her face again. She was embarrassed by what happened, I realized, and my anger intensified.
