One Night Stand
I tried getting off the bed to run to the restroom and ease my discomfort, but I was held in a firm grip by a gorgeous stranger that made my first time a memorable one.
His grip on me was firm, and I can’t say that I didn’t like it because it brought me so much warmth and comfort. But I needed to pee, and I need to get the fuck out of here because there is no need to wake up with him in the morning and exchange pleasantries. Our paths would never cross again, I’ll never have anything to do with him, or so I thought. I slowly got out of bed, I was very careful, very calm. I had to slow down my breathing and take very slow steps to pry his arm off and I rolled off the bed to the floor, laying