My dick was still buzzing from being inside her, but instead of riding the high of fucking the girl I’d fantasised about since the moment my balls had dropped, I was feeling like a prime asshole. I couldn’t get the way she’d looked at me out of my head. Like I was just one shitty mistake in a string of shitty mistakes. And I despised that. I didn’t want to be a regret to Rogue. I just didn’t know how to make it right.
