Ava
“No more” I cried.
Ethan had exchanged between the whip and his d**k until I could take it no more.
I said his name like a prayer, grace for thanksgiving.
By the time he let me go, I had lost all fighting strength, even the strength to stand was drained from me, I was all mush and bones.
I hated it, hated that I would ache for days and he would be on my mind till the pain subsided.
Ethan appears in the doorway shirtless as he runs a hand through his now wet hair, he was clothed while he f****d me, did he just go shower?
I ogle his broad shoulders, his body looks like it was sculpted from hard work in the gym, I hadn’t seen him without a shirt before and I can say, it did surpass my imagination.
How I would love to dishevel his hair, I always wanted to know what it felt like.
