Drew looked on in satisfaction as Alyssa went wild under him. He loved how her spasming s*x caressed him. He thrust harder, taking his own pleasure inside her. He drove into her again and again, prolonging her peak and reaching his own, growling with his release.
Then he rolled over, taking her with him, spreading her over his chest like a blanket and hugging her tight with one arm.
Alyssa kissed Drew on the lips, neck and chin. He grasped her thigh, carefully feeling through the soft flesh to the bone beneath.
She giggled and squirmed. “What are you doing?”
“Checking out my work.” He squeezed her, feeling the scars where he had cut into her skin to try and save her leg function, the thick calcification where her broken femur had healed, the lumps of metal screws inside her flesh. Some
