Ethan’s POV
I didn’t know how long I’ve been staring at the ceiling. I sighed before I looked at Karina. Finally, her cries stopped and her breathing evened out, signs that she fell asleep. I’m such an asshole! If only I could beat myself, I would.
What I did was unforgiving and way beyond justifiable. Karina hurt him but I’m a monster for hurting her more.
I am kissing her endlessly. The things I said to her were long forgotten. My desire vanished? Says who? When I saw her wearing only lacy panties, all the longing I endured for three months suddenly filled my senses. But I had no plans of kissing and touching her, all I wanted was a cold shower to ease the pain in between my legs.
I believed I could still control my desires even tho
