AS CHRIS GUIDED SAVANNAH into her apartment, he said, “Remember RICE: Rest, Ice, Compression, Elevation.”
Ice. Savannah felt a brief ‘what was I thinking?’ chill as she looked over at the couch. Eric had melted ice down her belly. His c**k had infiltrated her numb p***y.
What a strange few days.
A fizz of ebullient emotion sprang up in her heart, and she hugged Chris’s arm tight to her chest. Most guys wouldn’t want to hear everything she’d told him today, but she trusted Chris with her secrets. He seemed to understand everything. There were no other guys like him.
“Can you take me to my bedroom?” she asked. “It’s at the end of the hall.”
She hopped alongside him, clinging to his arm. His lean muscles trembled. He was a commanding presence, in a metaphysical way. She could f
