He stared at the now purple mark on his chest. The outlines of her teeth showing vividly. He chuckled subconsciously at how tiny they looked, wondering if they were really tiny for real.
Scolding himself in his mind, he replayed the ordeal of their not so brief meeting as he waited for the adrenaline in his blood to reduce abit. Not so sure of how much more of her he could handle anymore.
He could only imagine what sort of bruise his calloused fingers must have caused to her fragile neck that he had been subtly admiring earlier while she was asleep.
His mother was definitely gonna kill him if she ever found out what he did. She'd brought he and his brother up teaching them how to be the most perfect gentlemen there were out there. Until today, he could have sworn it actually worked and that she did a great job but he lost his cool today. Of all days.
