Chapter 9
Daniel
That didn’t go as intended. It was f*****g amazing … but I might be in trouble.
It’s raining again by the time I can drag myself out of Amelie’s bed and put my clothes back on. My legs are wobbly, I’m thirsty and starved … and yet I’m more relaxed than in years. Holy crap, I’m thinking, while pulling my pants back on over tingling skin.
I’ve done well. She was satisfied in ways any woman in her position would be desperate for. Women like this don’t just want a test tube baby.
They want to be f****d properly. Otherwise, why get a stud instead of a lab visit and some handpicked donor? Maybe it’s oversimplifying things, but I was right when it comes to Amelie.
She wants more of this. I pull on my shoes and turn to get out of the room. With enough s*x candy and good comp
