Pain.
Annoyance.
Tiredness.
And satisfaction, that's everything I feel right now.
I smile, but even that hurts.
Damn it!
I'm worn out, I feel like a damn truck ran over my body mercilessly.
I move my legs and complain.
I move my arms and complain.
I try to move my head and it hurts, so... I complain.
Damn s**t, I had never been taken the way Samuel did last night.
Naively, I thought that after the first round, in which I almost ended up in a coma, there wouldn't be more.
Ha, how foolish of me to think that.
That was the first of all the times we did it.
Because after a relaxing bath in the tub, which is more like a Jacuzzi, where he accompanied me, cleaned me, and massaged my body as if it were his most precious possession, we went back to bed and before I could even close my
