Chapter 128

CALIFF

I still felt her gripping around my cock. I didn’t know if I should admire her self-control or piss off. I guess I got the answer. I was still pissed off and hard.

I didn’t stop her when she got off the bed, trudging to the bathroom. I breathed noisily as I looked down at my groin.

Damn. She was hardheaded.

On the other hand, it was also my fault. Even though my intention was good, I didn’t want her to make a mistake or wrong decision that she couldn’t take back.

Deciding during sex with a mind filled with lust was not a great idea, but I could have said it nicely. Now, it was over. There was no going back.

After in the bathroom, she put her clothes on and went downstairs. I had to get up from the bed and take the coldest shower. I opened my duffel to get clean clothes and saw the small rectangular box that seemed to be taunting me.

Shit. If I was going to do it, there was a ninety-nine percent chance she would hate me for the rest of