I woke up feeling exhausted after a long moment of s*x with Andrew. My heart raced fastly in my chest, regretting my actions with him. I wasn't supposed to spend a moment with him anymore.
I thought we were over it already. I managed to make my intentions clear to him but he managed to manipulate me into having s*x with him again.
I was gripped tightly by his tattooed arms, pressed closely to his body. I managed to slowly creep out without his notice, picked up my clothes from the floor and put them on.
I couldn't even bring myself to turn and look at him as fear filled me. What if someone followed us here and we got caught? I know my marriage with Thomas was an empty shell, but if someone will be blamed for it, it should be him and not me. I didn't want to do anything that'll make my d
