Chapter 15
There was one good thing about being so busy with work. It didn’t give Emma time to think about everything that had transpired over the weekend. Or over half the weekend, at least. Because she’d had to go home Saturday night when the last thing she had wanted was to leave either of them. Jesse had dropped her off, walked her to her door, and kissed her for minutes on end before leaving her panting and gasping as he walked back to his car. In spite of how sore her c**t was and how many orgasms she’d already had, she’d spent the next twenty minutes in her shower, using the massager function to get off yet one more time.
It was an even better thing she’d had Sunday to recuperate. Though she missed them both, every time she got a moment to breathe.
Monday morning passed in a blur
