*Trigger Warning*
Kane POV
Shit. s**t. s**t. That's not at all what I was trying to do. I pull out of her and I watch as she struggles to get up. Her ass is red and I can tell it's going to be bruised.
I'm not even sure what to say or do. Watching her tremble as she tries to breathe stably, I hold my breath and I want to say something. I just don't know what.
"What the hell was that, Kane?" Her hoarse voice shakes as she gulps down hard.
"What?" I try to play dumb as I grab her clothes and throw it at her, but I don't look at her. She wraps her cardigan over her body as she stands up, but then she falls straight down. Leaning down to her, she smacks my hands away. Standing back up, I scratch at my head as she pushes herself off of the floor.
"What the hell was THAT?" She reiterat
