Second Thoughts
Sleep still eluded Erich Richter. The man sought out his companion yet again, something nagging in his brain besides the fact, the woman seemed the most ungrateful bitch he ever had the misfortune to meet.
He had afforded her a rather pleasant 'first time' encounter, after all.
He had been patient and gentle, even when he had not felt those particular emotions. He had allowed her pleasure before his.
How many others of her kind could claim such a novelty. Erich had heard horror stories from many of his paramours.
No, that woman right there...a fixed scowl came and went on the handsome face. She should show a bit more gratitude, in his humble opinion.
And there she lay, sleeping peacefully away while he, himself...
Then...it hit him.
Oh shit.
This had been her first time!
Shit!
What had he done?
What...had he been thinking?
Well, it was obvious, wasn't it. He wanted a piece of ass. That was the thought foremost in his derelict little mind.
Erich closed his eyes, stifling a groan. He rubbed his hands over his face, sighing heavily.
Fuck, this was just...fuck!
He had compromised the little slut.
He had ruined her reputation.
The man whipped his head about, searching out the 'slut'.
Hell, her reputation was probably already ruin...
He sighed again, with more irritation.
No, that wouldn't wash either. He knew a bloody damned virgin when he popped one.
The cheeky bitch. This was all her vault, sleeping in his bed. Throwing her thigh over his, presenting her cunt for his touch.
Clearly, he had nothing to do with the...
Fuck.
It had been so simple before. Allow her to heal then send her on her way with a few coins in her pockets.
She invited him to her bed. It was she who...
What real man could not convince an untried, inexperienced child to his way of thinking.
He had lost control and now he would have to pay the piper.
Still, it might be manageable.
Erich glanced to his right. Had she not realized the consequences of what had occurred between them? Was she totally stupid?
Well, probably, yah.
Still...she thought them married.
Oh, yes...that had been a brilliant decision on his part as well.
To perpetrate this insidious farce.
Why then, had he been so stupid.
He knew the 'why' of it all. He was hurting and furious with one woman and needing to hurt another, apparently.
Which made him a bastard of the highest caliber, even in his own book.
Erich shook a weary head.
He could fix this. He would just have to move more cautiously from here on out.
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Forget the Past
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