C269 Guilt

Adea

I’m not fooling anyone, we can both see my chest rising and falling, and I know he sees my hardened peaks. I don’t know when it happened but I’ve taken a few steps back. When my backside pressed against the cold tile, I cry out. It’s still sensitive from the slap and Shane’s hand is on my hip pushing me back into the wall.

I try not to look but it’s hard not to. Something long, hard