I stepped out of Ryder’s building, the evening air cool against my heated skin.

My mind was a mess.

My body was still buzzing, my lips swollen, my skin still tingling where he touched me.

I felt like I was suffocating but from pleasure and from guilt. I was spiraling, my mind going out of control. Overthinking. What would happen when my mum find out? What of if anyone finds out?

The judgement. The talk. Can I stop it?

Can I even stop fucking and feeling for him?

I felt the way ...