Grecco D´Angelo
I froze; whatever happens will be entirely my fault... I was so consumed with mating with her that the idea of wearing a condom completely slipped my mind... Not only once, but like seven times.
I feel like such an i***t; a baby for us, despite being wholly wanted because I love her deeply, is not an option. We are in the middle of a f*****g mayhem, and getting her pregnant would add fuel to the fire.
I walked towards her and held her hands in mine. Once my hands reached hers, she dropped the condoms on the floor. Her eyes locked with mine. She was not angry, she was concerned... She was afraid of what could happen if she became pregnant.
"Talk to me, Lia... I should have taken better care of you..." I sighed, and she squeezed my hand and sighed. I closed my eyes...
