Zachary's heartbeat sped up. He wanted to get up, but Ellen had wrapped herself around him like a beautiful but venomous snake.
"It hurt so much last night that I didn't really feel anything. Let's do it again!" Ellen blew into Zachary's ear.
The temperature in the room rose rapidly, and Zachary took huge breaths as he tried to extricate himself. After a brief tussle, he gave in.
An hour later, Ellen lay against Zachary's chest. Her beautiful face was still flushed.
She drew circles on Zachary's chest with a slender finger as she asked in a soft voice, "Babe, last night was your first time, wasn't it?"
"Yeah." Zachary nodded slightly.
Ellen laughed and said in a sweet voice, "What a coincidence. Me too."
Zachary did not know how to respond to that.
What had happened last night was a lapse of judgment after alcohol.
However, he had failed to resist temptation just now and had slept with Ellen twice.
If it had been in the past, Zachary would not have had such poor self-control. However, after what had happened last night, he seemed to have gotten a taste of it.
This kind of thing was addictive. After the first time, there would always be a second and a third time!
Although he did not have any romantic feelings for Ellen, he had to admit that she had given him an enjoyable experience that he had never had before.
How could he describe that kind of feeling?
It just felt amazing.
Just as Zachary was reminiscing about the thrill he had felt, Ellen suddenly looked up at him. Her eyes shone as she asked, "Zachary, you're going to take responsibility for me, right?"
"Yeah." Zachary nodded without hesitating.
Although he had no feelings for her, at this point he could not pretend that nothing had happened between them.
As a man, he should either refrain from doing anything or take responsibility once he had done it.
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