22: Pride comes before a fall

Pov: Andre

I woke up to sunlight filtering into a small unfamiliar room with bright walls and thin curtains.

There was a heavy weight on my chest and I looked down to see Bianca's thick dark hair, rising and falling with the movement of my chest... And the memories of last night came rushing back.

How tight she was. How wet she was. The lights in her eyes. Her nails scraping my back. The way her legs wrapped around me, matching my thrusts. Her moans. The sounds she made. The way her hair spread out on her pillow. Her fucking breasts bouncing with each thrust.

I had never fucked a woman without a condom before. Never done anything that impulsive and irrational. When it came to Bianca, it seemed like everything I did was impulsive and Irrational.

Not that I regretted it.

Fuck. She was an amazing lay. Better than I have ever had. And that was saying a lot. It was like she had been made specially for me and there was no way I was letting go of her now.

I was stupid enough to think that I c