Chapter 306

MASON How the fuck could I be so weak as to let him anywhere near me? I slam my beer bottle down on the kitchen counter. As soon as he put his hands on me, I lost all ability for rational thought. I hate that I told him to get out, and even more, I hate the look on his face when I did. It was nothing less than he deserved, but it wasn’t fair. He’s not a mind reader. I wanted what happened, but it was easier to blame him for my loss of control, although I could have told him to stop at any point. I could have pushed him away. I should have punched him in the face. But the truth is I didn’t want him to stop. It felt too good to have him touching me, to have him make my body respond the way only he’s ever been able to. He somehow knows exactly what I want when I want it. When to speed up and slow down, when to be soft or when to be rough. And I hated myself for the way I felt, so I took it out on him. Now I feel like the world’s biggest asshole and everything is fucked because I came all