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20. STONE COLD

Every time Brum and I had sex it was more than I could ever imagine. But every time he pulled away from me, it hit me equally as brutal. The cold air kissed my skin, the tingling imprint of his touch and his bruising kisses. He immediately went cold while I was still at the peak of the sensation. It never got better. I never could get used to it. It was damaging and heart breaking.

I lay on the floor, trying to gather the scattered pieces of my mind but he was already carrying his pants to the bathroom where he shut the door. The euphoria left, and from the emptiness rose disgust and that oohh so familiar sham. Where was the care? At least show some respect for the person you are intimate with.

The cold started to seep from the tiles onto my back, making me feel really cold.

I felt dirty.

The aftermath of our jaunt suddenly made my skin prickle with more shame and disgust. My hands shook, and I stared at them as I stood up. I folded them into fists, pushing myself up despite the d
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