DIGNITY AND REGRETS

ISABELLA

Honestly, I thought he was done once he got off the bed, he sat next to me, his eyes stared at me. I look away. He sigh, he fold his hands together.

It was silent for a while. I felt like he regret what he did but instead he spoke. "I don't want to hurt you, so tell me Issy, do you want me to take it away right now?" He asked.

When he asked that question, I thought maybe I should stop but then I remembered the promise I made to myself when I was thirteen. He's gonna be the one and nobody else.

I won't regret it one second. I look at him. "Yes" I replied. He looks into my eyes like he's looking into my soul for the true answer.

He got up and open his night stand drawer. He brought out a packet of condoms.

"Are you clean?" I blurted out. He look at me with raised brow. He smirks then pull his full attention to me.

"You want me raw?" He asked. I nod my head. I want all of him, nothing separating us. "I'm clean but I think it's better you get comfortable with this-" I cut