Amanda
My whole body ached down to the core. How had I managed to take all that? I couldn't even reach down and clean up the mess.
Zale had left my side for something. It was hard to gauge time or anything at all after having your senses f****d out of you. Everything was a warm haze. I ached but it was a good ache. Like I'd been stretched to my breaking point in so many delicious ways.
"You look satisfied," Zale pointed out, returning with a bowl and a fluffy red towel slung over his shoulder. How could he just stand there and not look like his world had been shaken? It made me wanna toss a pillow at him. If my body wasn't just one large limp noodle. The best I could do was scowl.
Zale set the bowl down beside me. He pulled out a red washcloth and wrung it out.
"What are y
