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He goes rigid at my back and grunts in my mouth as warmth fills my insides and then trickles down my thighs when he pulls out of me.
I’m yanked out of my haze when I realize that he just fucked me without a condom. Holy shit. How could I not think about it until now?
I’ve been on the pill for years to regulate my period, so that will protect me from pregnancy, but there’s something worse than that nowadays.
Adrian releases my hair, and before I can say anything, he picks me up. I squeal, arms looping around his neck to stop myself from falling.
He walks with absolute nonchalance toward my bedroom. His pants are hanging open, but other than that, everything else is in perfect order. His face is hard and unwelcome, and one would never think he’d reached his peak of pleasure just now. However, he feels more relaxed than when we first arrived. His muscles aren’t filled with tension and his hold feels a bit tender.
“You didn’t use a condom,” I murmur.
His gaze slides to mine and I feel cornered in it. “So?”
“STDs. Ever heard of them?”
“I haven’t been sexually active for months and I’ve always used condoms, so I’m clean.”
I trap my lip beneath my bottom teeth, my mind strangely going to the part where he hasn’t been sexually active for months. Who was his last victim? Someone like me?
That makes my skin crawl and I quickly shoo it away.
“Why didn’t you use a condom just now?”
He pauses. “I forgot.”
“You forgot?”
“Yes, am I not allowed to?”
“No, it just seems that you’re the type who would never forget.”
His eyes ease. “Correct.”
“So why did you?”
“I wish I knew.”
The quiet in his tone gives me pause as I ask, “What if I weren’t on birth control?”
“You obviously are, so why fuss about it?”
The nonchalant way he speaks bothers me. It’s like he really wouldn’t care even if I wasn’t on birth control. Does he truly lack any sort of remorse? Would he throw me out and regard the baby as collateral damage if I were to get pregnant?
“Would you like to have a shower first?” He pulls me out of my chaotic thoughts.
“First? Why? What’s going to happen after?”
“I’m taking you again.” He stops in the middle of my room, nuzzling his nose against my hair and inhaling me in. “Fucking roses.”
Goosebumps cover my skin and my thighs clench, because even though I haven’t come down from the first high, the need for another one hits me with a slamming force.
Still, I go the logical route. “I…I thought it was a one-time thing.”
“You thought wrong, Lenochka.” His voice is as calm as the devil, and just as lethal.
And I know, I just know that my life will never be the same again.
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