KATLYN
I managed to convince Zurich to let me do this. To let me attend my own engagement party, even though it was the last thing I wanted to do. And then I paid it with six orgasms in a row that left me unable to move, literally, and countless spànks on my arse that made it impossible to sit without squirming.
After feeding me in that enchanted garden room, Zurich had made slow love to me, taking his time as he had fûcked me at a leisurely pace. And then we had dozed off, slept until his phone started to go off again. This time he didn’t ignore it but answered the call. In my sleepy haze I didn’t hear much, but I knew he was talking to Gabriel about going back to London. And even though it sent a pang through my chest, I was relieved that he was going back. That he won’t be here in li
