Chapter 13
Courtney
My head was pounding the next morning. I woke up next to Will and realized I had spilled the beans about what a slut I had been for the past few years.
All the fun was out of it.
“f**k,” I cursed softly.
That woke up Will. “Are you okay? Are you in pain?” He looked at me with real concern.
“Just a headache. Bit of a hangover.”
“Ankle?”
“Doesn’t hurt….much...mostly it’s stiff.”
I couldn’t help myself and I looked down the bed. I could see Will’s pajama bottoms making a tent.
He looked at me. “We need to talk about last night.”
I reached out and rubbed the front of his pajamas, feeling his hard d**k. “I’d rather have sex.”
I was avoiding the issue and I was more than willing to use s*x to do exactly that.
“You told me you’ve been f*****g some guy named Ryan!
