KESTER.
Fucking heavens.
If I died today, I'd die a fulfilled man. Last night's was etched into every nerve of my body. My c**k still felt slick and sensitive from last night's session with Kasmine. She might have been a novice, but she'd taken me like a goddamn pro. She'd handled me like she was born for it.
And the way she'd melted under my control, fighting to mask her pleasure, made me want to drag her to her bed and show her just how much more she could take.
A sly, stubborn smile curled my lips as I got ready for the day. Today was supposed to be packed with meetings and the usual corporate nonsense, but all I could think about was her. My obsession. My f*****g weakness.
I wish I could just skip all of that and stay at home all day with her.
Fuck, I needed more of her right now
