Chapter 22

• "Oh, fuck!" Rodrigo groaned as he thrust his hips forcefully against me. He gasped for breath as he rested on top of me, his head on my chest. I also struggled to catch my breath and stared blankly at the ceiling.
• I couldn't believe what had just happened. I swallowed hard and tightly shut my eyes. Rodrigo didn't immediately move from on top of me, so I endured his weight while gripping the bed covers tightly.
• I responded to him. To his kisses. To his touches. To his movements. I let him and willingly accepted it earlier. Now I felt slapped in the face by reality. How could I have done that? Why did I let him? Yes, I had no choice but to follow him because I didn't want to get hurt again. But he saw how much I enjoyed it.