The ride to the spa was quiet. Most girls were still hungover from the previous night.
Meanwhile, I was still reeling from the way Kyren claimed me on the terrace. I could still feel his thick length inside of me, the way he stretched me.
The pain lingered, making it impossible for me to think about anything else. He was all I could think about. Even when he was miles away from me, snowboarding with his friends.
The sprinter stopped in front of a luxurious spa retreat.
Jia wrapped and arm around my waist, tiredly resting her head on my shoulder. "I'm so hungover from last night. Slap me if I ever drink that much again," she whined out.
I looked to my side, narrowing my eyes at her. "What did you and Josh get up to last night?" I curiously questioned.
"Nothing," she mumbled, slig
