Evie sat up and Sam saw her slight twinge.
He kissed her cheek before jumping out of bed and helping her to her feet. "I stretched you some. You're probably a little sore."
With no self-consciousness at all, she reached down and touched her p***y. Sam felt himself hardening again, even more. "A little," she admitted. "But it was worth every pang. We will do more tomorrow, right?"
"Promise." He hugged her tight then bounded across the room to pour some ice water from a pitcher he'd had ready into two tall glasses. "Here. I'll go start the shower."
Evie sipped the cool water as though it were ambrosia. After so many years of deprivation, the smallest comforts meant the world. She heard Sam moving about in the attached bathroom. Sam had done a wonderful job of remodeling it, just as he wa
