30. Hurts Like Hell

Lucy’s POV

As he froze, a look of utter disbelief washed across his face; it was as if the weight of reality had just crushed him.

Before he pulled it out of me, his member twitched and stretched my whole body. "Are you... okay?" he whispered as he fixed his quivering gaze on me.

As I stare at him with burning feelings, tears fall down my face. I fold my legs together and sob softly because the feeling in the middle hurts.

He looked down at the bloodstain on my legs and wiped it off with a white paper towel. He then left me in the bathroom.

I thought he wasn't going to come back, but he did. He gave me a new T-shirt that was too big for me and some underwear. "Put this on..." he said.

He appears sober now that he seems ashamed of his actions against me. I donned underwear and a T-shirt, but he carried me like a bride as soon as I tried to walk.

“W–What are you doing? Put me down.” I said.

"I'm sorry about what happened." That wasn't what I meant to do. To be honest, I had no idea