"What are you doing? I told you to stay here and rest," I scolded Lenny when she got up to get dressed.
"Okay, firstly, I'm not going to die. I'm already healed up," she replied.
"You're wobbling," I said flatly.
Lenny giggled, making me blush for whatever fu.cking reason.
"I'm only wobbly because somebody spent all night and all morning pounding into me," she said.
My blush deepened as Lenny walked over to me. She's just in her mint-green bra and tight jeans. I tried desperately not to check her out. We've done nothing but fu.ck all morning. Yet, I still want more. So does she.
No, I can't get caught up again, or I'll never leave this room.
"Don't worry Em," Lenny said, patting my shoulder. "I know I was begging for it and I don't regret a thing."
With that, Lenny gave me a wink b
