Part 3As Instructed
About 720 characters · Part 3 is the last of the three Parts printed here; Part 4 continues in the official app.
Bennett St. James. The man who looked so cold and detached in public actually tried to ride me to death in private.
"I really can't do anymore, please..."
I was slumped on top of him, completely exhausted, my face buried in his firm chest, my body trembling.
Bennett’s thumb gently wiped away the involuntary tears from the corner of my eye. He coaxed me softly, "Okay. We’ll stop after we finish this box."
Hearing Bennett’s tender voice, I lifted my head, my vision blurry with tears, and glanced at the nightstand.
On the nightstand was a box labeled "Trojan, 12-pack, Magnum Size."
I looked down at the trash can. There were already five used ones inside.
That meant there were still...
"Ugh, you jerk!" I cried even harder.