Richard
Five minutes.
I sat in my car for five minutes, trying to talk myself out of the big mistake I was about to make. But I'm a fùcking fool.
I jumped out of the car and ran up the stairs and knocked on her door. The second she swang the door open, I knew I should run but I couldn't stop myself.
And now I'm kissing her. And slamming her door. And pinning her to the floor. And lifting her dress. And taking off my belt. And thrusting into her. Making her claw at my hair. Making her moan.
After a few minutes, we retire to the floor and stare at the ceiling. My mind flashes to Roman and how much he must hate me for giving into my desires. I'm supposed to despise her. Not dìck her down.
We lie in the awkward silence. Still and dead silent. Just staring at the ceiling. Both of us conf
