~Katherine
I tossed and turned for a while until I eventually opened my eyes. I threw the heavy blanket off my head and slowly realized exactly where I was. The penthouse. My p***y gave a violent twitch just remembering everything we did last night.
"God, you're such a slut," I groaned, to myself.
I was completely embarrassed but the tingling sensation coming from my sore n*****s made me feel completely alright with it.
I looked around the room and saw Bruce's broad back as he stood by the window. Just the sight of him made my heart do a massive flip.
I was far from gone. My throat was incredibly sore from his thick c**k. Good lord, I could still feel the ghost of his pipe down my throat. I didn't think I would be able to talk normally for the whole day.
"Good morning, Princess,"
