I watched the door, feeling damned frustrated. You would have thought Kielan would take all he could, now that I had offered my body freely to him, like he had always wanted, but he didn't seem to realise what I needed. Did he think I wanted to eat with my p***y throbbing, thirsting for him?
My body ached in that sweet way, the kind that reminded me of exactly how he had held me, how he had looked at me like I was something precious.
Unable to hold myself back, just like last night, I got up from the bed and threw on a robe before I left the house. Thankfully, the number of workers has been reduced, and the two housekeepers we have now only come twice a week to clean everything up. Which means I can do whatever I want today. That is, if John isn't around. I haven't seen him for two days
