Renee woke up late in the afternoon. She groaned as she tried to move. Her body ached. Jesse had done a number on her. She stood up and felt pain radiate through her. He’d been so aggressive that her body felt abused. Other than him smacking her a*s repeatedly, he hadn’t hit her. He’d held her down when her body couldn’t take any more pleasure. She walked over to her full-length mirror and looked at her body.
There were a lot of hickeys on her neck and breasts. Her n*****s were red and swollen. There were slight bite marks on her breasts. There was slight bruising on her wrists. She was somewhat swollen in between her thighs. She turned so she could see her butt. There was bruising in the shape of Jesse’s hands. She sighed. He’d officially marked her as his. There was no way to cover all
