Chapter Twenty-Four
At dinner, Emily had to fight a blush every time she thought of their outing to the falls. As her captor had promised, she’d been fully aware of everything they’d done—and they’d done plenty. Even now, her s*x felt swollen and her c**t pulsed with the aftershocks of all the orgasms Zaron had given her. He’d taken her on the grass, up against a tree, and in the river beneath the waterfalls, with the chilly mountain current cooling off their overheated bodies. They’d been there for hours, and by the end, Emily had been so exhausted that Zaron had to carry her home.
Now, after a nap, she was feeling much more refreshed, but she knew Zaron would want more s*x soon. It was there in the way he was watching her, his dark eyes following every bite of food that traveled to her
