Caro’s POV
The color drained from my face when I heard the knocking on the bathroom door.
“I need to clean up,” I said in a hushed whisper as I tried to get off the counter. Aiden held me in place, his eyes still dark with desires and I knew he was fighting to keep himself under control.
“I want my c*m dripping down your thighs so you can remember that I was there,” he said, kissing my swollen lips.
My cheeks warmed from his words and all I could manage was a nod. He helped me down from the counter. I fixed my dress while he tucked himself back into his pants. I turned to look at myself in the mirror and I gasped in horror. My hair was now a mess, and my makeup was kind of smeared from the sweat. I looked like I just had s*x with how red my face was and puffy my lips were. Bit my lo
