Still 2:00 a.m. in the middle of the night, Vincent didn't release her. He tried many positions with her.
Still, she pleaded with him to release her. As soon as he released her, she fell asleep out of exhaustion without thinking of cleaning herself in the bathroom.
He also didn't want to disturb her and just went to clean himself and wore only a boxer. He returned to the bed and pulled her closer to his body, not minding the sweat on her body. He pecked her on her forehead before falling asleep beside her.
Early in the morning, Rose woke up and tried to stand up. She realized she couldn't. She almost panicked, but then she looked beside her and saw Vincent wrapping her body tightly. She was firstly shocked for a while, then she remembered what happened yesterday night.
"Don't move" Vincent's voice rang out with his eyes closed. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and stared into Rose's eyes before smiling. Then he used his hand to smoothen her hair gently. He moved his head forward and pecked her on her forehead before closing his eyes again.
Rose listened and just laid still in his embrace with her eyes wide open. She stared at Vincent's face, his hair messy as it sprawled on the bed. He looked really attractive in the morning. For almost a minute, she studied his face. Suddenly, Vincent's eyes sprang open again, making Rose flinch in fear.
Suddenly, Rose started hiccuping. She widened her eyes, and her face turned red. The hell was the hiccuping coming from suddenly, such early in the morning.
Vincent released her, and Rose sat up. Her blanket slipped down her body, exposing her naked breast. Rose squealed in fear as she realized she was naked and immediately took it back up.
Vincent chuckled at the way she reacted. It's not like he had not seen everything yesterday.
Rose, feeling embarrassed, made some effort to stand up with the blanket. As she stood up, her legs got weak and she fell to the ground.
"Oh, curse you Vincent!" Rose cursed him in her thoughts. The fact that he kept going on and on and trying different styles yesterday, even though he knew she was already weak, was so annoying, and now she could barely walk.
Vincent, concerned, jumped out of the bed to pick her up, but Rose slapped his hand away and struggled to stand up. As she stood up, she glared angrily.
Vincent was taken aback by her behavior. He wondered what he had done to her today.
Rose stomped out of the room angrily, tightly holding the blanket so it wouldn't fall off her body, and she slammed the door behind her.
"Women are indeed so hard to understand" Vincent thought.
Suddenly, he noticed some patches of blood on the bedsheet. He remembered yesterday night. He didn't expect this. He thought he was going in easily. He didn't expect a blockage. This was his first time having sex with a virgin.
He looked at the blood again and realized that she must be in great pain because this was her first time.