ZANE
She laid beside me, her legs tangled with mine, breathing heavy and lips still swollen from how much I had sucked and bit on it.
God, she is so beautiful.
I watched her for a moment, her chest rising and falling, a faint flush painting her cheeks like she had been marked by fire.
Our fire.
It felt real for a moment like maybe the past didn’t matter, like maybe the wreckage we had both crawled thwas behind us now. But the illusion shattered the second those words left her mouth as she pulled away from me.
I knew this was too good to be true.
She hadn’t forgiven me yet and I was a fool for thinking otherwise. Our love making kept getting better and better… it was violent, raw and filled with passion but how could I think, she would forgive me so easily?
But I still wasn’t
