Hidden Secrets: A Screwed Up Love Story.

d on my head in the hopes that the hammering

id open, the sun's harsh rays glittering into the room an

overing his eyes and the sheet concealing his manhood. I bite my lower lip as I let my eyes

dess cries h

ride him like a demented zombie hooker, even though his cock is limp, he is lon

emory will lift and reveal eve

e a standing ovation. His hand clasps my wrist tightly, like fire bands, and when I attempt to

st night was... satisfying, but now it's time for you to leave and not look back." He lets go

umiliation slams into me and I refuse to let him think he can tr

us." I get out of bed, grabbing his shirt, and drape it over my shoul

He slides out of the bed, standing in front of me butt

sing why a man his age hasn't settled down yet. "I only wanted to use your body and it se

ing off the corner of the bed. I cut my losses, finding my jeans and heels by his d

ruin me for other men like you stated." I run my fingers through

s over his hips, resting his hands on his hips as he regards me. "I'm surprised your ex-boyfrie

as memorable as you like to think you are!" I

you leave the hotel, you'll only be a whiff of memory up in here." H

ng it to the ground. His pricey cologne bottles shatter, the resulting liq

ore than a bad lay, now." I flip him the bird, eliciting a growl from him and s

repetitively, wishing it will hurry up so I can leave this hotel b

y eyes, fixing my hair and tucking his shirt into my jeans. I bring the collar to my nose, inhaling his scent, breathing him in like my

on't belong in a

I walk down the street, crossing the road with no intentions of where I am heading now that I am free from Ace. The wo

ards the alleyway. I regard the men as mere addicts seeking their next fix, and when they release me, they throw me to the ground. I s

his tongue along his top teeth and I reali