Chapter 7
Hardwired
Limp as a wet noodle, Hayden carried me over his shoulder back to my cell of a room. Several other people saw how my tangled hair covered my face like some wild animal finally brought to heel. If they said anything I didn’t hear it, or maybe I did but just couldn’t remember because all my thought was focused on that incredible orgasm. It’s said that the mind is the number one s*x organ and, right then, that was only part of me that functioned.
Dumped on the bed, left alone with a porcelain pitcher of water and small cup near the head, it took all my strength just to reach and pour. And once I upended the pitcher the water kept on flowing, over the sides of the cup. No, that wasn’t good. Let go of the pitcher. Oops, crashed to the floor. See the water spread out, like
