"Heath please!" I begged him to leave me alone, but his grip on me was too powerful; I couldn't break free.
He was upset; he had every right to be upset after what I had done to him and how I had shamelessly thrown myself on him after the situation with Terran, just to return to Terran after weeks of being with him.
I knew he cared for me; hell, I might have happened to know that he liked me, yet I continued without stopping. I only thought of myself, my desires, and the pleasures I was getting from him. That was all that was in my head; that was one of the few things I craved from him and needed from him.
I loved the way I was free with him; I didn’t have to walk on eggshells or be mindful of my words or how my words would affect him, and he was also free with me
