Isobelle
The bedroom was stifling when I woke. I knew it was close to lunchtime by the strong sunlight seeping in through the curtains. Sweat coated my skin, causing the sheets to cling to my body. I was sticky and gross in all the wrong places; my p***y and ass had been the source of Lucas's entertainment until the early hours. My god, I ached. I desperately needed a bath and then a deep tissue massage to recover.
Alex would destroy me tonight. My thoughts drifted to his bag of tricks and wondered if they were going to be part of his plans. I lifted my head, cracking an eye open to see a bed full of naked muscles.
My boys came home.
"Good morning, Princess," Grayson croaked.
He sounded bone-tired, and because he didn't bother to open his eyes, he looked tired too. No wonder it was ho
