Chapter 10: One Last Favor
They slept together that night, though they did not have s*x again. He was the little spoon, and it was a curiously soothing experience to cuddle with her own body through the night. In the morning, the woman in her emerged from the testosterone haze of her domination, and forced her to reconsider her rough treatment of the man inside her body.
She kissed him awake, and when his sleepy murmurs became sleepy moans, she let her fingers slide down his soft stomach to play with his softer s*x. Trent kept asking her what she wanted him to do. She told him to be quiet.
His fingernails bit into her hairy arm. His thighs folded over her knuckles. Her thumb rolled his c******s, and quickly brought him to the edge of what she'd made him work so hard for yesterday. "f**k
