Faked An Orgasm

“The fuck?” Elle’s hand darted to the bedside table, hitting the goddamn alarm clock that blared throughout the room off the table and sighing heavily. She rolled her eyes at the sight of the man beside her. He was snoring, sleeping like a log of wood despite the alarm that blared pounding a few seconds ago.

She stared at their naked self under the cover, groaning at the pain that shot through her entire body. She had sex with Jason Lutra, her sister’s ex-boyfriend, fiancé, or whatever. She had sex with him without a single sense of remorse. The only remorse she felt was the fact that the man beside her fucked like a pig. She wondered how her dear sister, Anna could keep up with him for so long.

Goodness, he was even snoring in her ears right now and she resisted the urge to slap a hand over his mouth. Last night was not as magical as you might have thought it to be. They’d left the club with hands around each other and for the likes of her, she thought he could at least do somethin