His regret: Can't win me back

sm

as my eyes search, with the possi

blends with the low hum of conversations

id trailing down my throat as I hum along to

off my shoulders. It has been so long since I let myse

I see hi

ough the crowd effortlessly, his

ir falling smoothly over his forehead, a

told stories, locked on mine with a quiet in

approaches. My breath catches, my pu

velvety, and rich with an under

"Hi," I reply, my voice softer than I inte

how easily I fall under his

ued-makes my stomach twist with somet

s he leans in just slightly, the sp

n here, don't you t

his voice. My breath hitches, and my body betrays me

reckless desire, I find

ething deep inside me. I gasp into his mouth, my fingers

o nothing but heat, breath, and the into

nside. My back meets the cool surface of a wall, but the

pull him closer, his erection press

am my body, one pinning my arms above

der comp

sh of his fingers sending a wave

gainst my lips, breaking the kiss just long enough to whisper, "Fucking b

way I've never felt befor

Without hesitation, he grips my waistband, yanks my panti

his touch. I know I should stop

trokes, sending ripples of pleasure through me. A desperate

ighs as his fingers move exp

rwhelming. But just as I surrender to

his sudden thr

aky as I arch into him, my hip

berate, but I don't want to be slow. I want i

ith need. His gaze trails down to my bre

at as he grabs me tighter; his th

ire body burn for him, each stroke

inch of me, driving me wild. This i

sucking, and biting as he slams into

tilts back, eyes rolling, as his pace is relentless.

en-ecs

under the force of my orgasm. He let out a low growl, his body

ins. My pul

he presses a soft kiss to my forehea

before. The world outside ceases to exist. Nothing matte

of my phone shat

y stomach lurches as I t

Panic grips me as I sit up abruptly a

hin

the man who had consu

hell have

ven know

y clothes, my hands

t, but the only thing I know for certain is that I

head home, as I dread the co

in, the moment she sees me, she rushe

happened to you," she

va, you wouldn't bel

ck, "What? W

the club... and we... we..." I struggle to

ed. "Wait. You s

It was hasty. Reckless. Completely out of chara

a deep breath. It happened. You can't ch

r, the pull between us, the way he

hug. "It's okay, Jasmine

different, Ava. I feel like I

u're just going through a rough time.

to her. "Thank you. I don't k

thinking about him. Why di

rough my phone, trying to distract

ngs shift-salty fries with sweet ice cream? My breasts

od. It'

ought of pregnancy, especially after my divo

st kits, my hands trembling as I pay.

er laptop as I walk i

va... I think I mi

ned. "What? A

. "No. But I ha

t's not panic. Let

t, carefully following the instructions. My heartbeat thunders in

e timer

p, my breath hitching a

rld tilts