Loosing my mind

Chapter 33

Hardin's POV

Slamming the bathroom door shut as I fled from Jasmine was probably the wake up call that I needed to remind myself that I was falling into madness.

That I was probably losing my mind at this point and that it was only a matter of time before I sold my soul to the devil.

Because what had just happened between Jasmine and I was not fucking.

I fucked girls. So many of them. I made them feel good but never ever did I go out of my way to make them feel great or anything and it wasn't because I was not capable of it, but I didn't see the need to make them want to cling to me after it was said and done.

I didn't want to look into their eyes and see if they loved how I made them feel. I was not slow, soft or gentle. I was simply not what I had been with Jasmine minutes ago.

The worst part was that I had forgotten to use a condom even when I was not in a hurry.

And I had almost allowed myself to be carried away by the fact that I enjoyed what had happened.

I didn't dar