CALIFF

I still felt her gripping around my cock. I didn’t know if I should admire her self-control or piss off. I guess I got the answer. I was still pissed off and hard.

I didn’t stop her when she got off the bed, trudging to the bathroom. I breathed noisily as I looked down at my groin.

Damn. She was hardheaded.

On the other hand, it was also my fault. Even though my intention was good, I didn’t want her to make a mistake or wrong decision that she couldn’t take back.

Deciding ...