He was constantly inside me, with his c*ck or his fingers or his tongue.
My ni**les burned, made raw by his sucking.
My sex throbbed and felt bruised from his wild, hard drives.
My skin was chafed from the stubble that prickled over his jaw.
My jaw ached from sucking his thick cock.
My last memory was of him spooned behind me, his arm banded around my waist as he filled me from behind, both of us sore and exhausted and unable to stop.
"Don't let go," I begged, after I'd sworn I wouldn't.
When I woke to my alarm, he was gone.
Chapter 15
I stopped by Cary's room before I left for work Thursday morning.
I cracked the door open and peeked in.
When I saw he was sleeping, I started to back out."Hey," he murmured, blinking at me."Hey."
I entered.
"How are you feeling?" "I'm glad to be home."
He rubbed at the corners of his eyes.
"Everything all right?" "Yeah .
I just wanted to check on you before I head to work.
I'll be home around eight.
I'll grab dinner on the way back, so expect a text around seven to see what you're hungry - " I interrupted myself with a yawn.
"What kind of vitamins does Cross take?" "Huh?" "I'm never not horny, and even I can't pile-drive all night like that.
I kept thinking, 'He's got to be done now.' Then he'd start up again."
I flushed and shifted on my feet.
He howled with laughter.
"It's dark in here, but I know you're blushing."
"You should've put your headphones on," I mumbled.
"Don't stress about it.
It was good to find out my equipment still works.
I hadn't had a chubby since before the attack."
"Eww .
Gross, Cary."