Chapter 29: That Happened

The car was too quiet. The rain was still falling, soft now, like a whisper. My hands were still on the glass. My dress was ripped at the sides, my panties shredded. I could feel him dripping out of me, warm and thick between my thighs. My nipples still tingled where his mouth had been, each breath brushing against them like a tease. I could still feel his hands around my throat. I shifted slightly and winced—not from pain, but from sensation. Every nerve ending was alive. Every part of me was humming. Roman leaned back in the seat beside me, his chest still rising and falling heavily. My legs were draped across his seat now. The fogged-up windows made it feel like we were in a world that didn’t exist outside this car. "Well," he said finally, voice hoarse. “That happened.” I glanced at him. He was already looking at me. And I didn't know what to say. I was certain I looked crazy after what we did. My lipstick was gone. My bob was a mess. I probably looked wrecked. Wrecked by him. His