14
TESSA
My body was languid and swayed like a blade of grass in the breeze when I walked out towards the parking lot. It felt like that after being hung from a barn roof, whipped, and f****d hard by Enzo.
Just what the doctor ordered.
At last.
I wasn’t eager to hang around the place and chit chat.
He was still inside of me. His hot seed was dribbling into my panties while I approached the small motorcycle I rode in on.
He came up behind me, and put his hand on my lower back. “Hey.”
After I turned to face him, he closed in and traced my bottom lip with his finger, his mouth suddenly on mine, telling me without words that what happened represented something special to him too.
It wasn’t just s*x.
Instead of being used or abused, I felt cherished, and pulled myself to his rock-soli
