C29 Chapter 29

Stumbling out of Jules’ bed when Monday came along was a challenge in itself. Coaxing fingers woke me at the break of dawn before he proceeded to take me in slow, breathless strokes that left me grasping the sheets. His fingers traced my swollen seam afterwards, staring with possession at the pink folds that throbbed after a weekend of sex.

“Are you sore?” He asked.

“Slightly