ROY’S POV
Don’t give me that smile.
Stop!
I didn’t plan it.
Yes, I’m talking to you. Don’t forget I can do that.
She’s still asleep.
She looks at peace.
Almost too innocent for this cruel world and the responsibilities it had given her.
The rain had let up and it was early morning.
Last night? Where do I even begin?
Where do I even begin?
Maybe with the way she rode me like she was made for it.
Her thighs clenched tight around my waist, her hands splayed across my chest for balance as she moved—slow, deliberate at first, like she wanted to tease, to test just how much I could take.
Her curves. The way her hips rolled, dragging me deeper into her, the smooth expanse of her skin burning under my palms as I held onto her, fingers gripping hard enough to leave marks.
She arched a
