Bab 66: Matthew and his Candle

Ava felt so tired, she couldn't sleep.

Her body ached, her pxssy was fxcking sore. And she was hungry.

The dinner actually never happened.

At least not yet.

Because Matthew wasn't done, yet.

And he made it clear how he wanted to spend the night in every part of this house, fucking her. 

Ava closed her eyes as the warm water from the shower hit her battered skin. His bite marks on her neck and chest tingled as the water hit them. It made her painfully aware how she liked it, how she moaned as he put those marks on her. 

The pain awakened her adrenaline which gave her an orgasm, one that she never had before Matthew.

She was sure she would be bruised in the morning.

Luckily, it was winter and she didn't really mind wearing a turtleneck for the rest of the season.

Gosh, why does she sound like a slut?

Because she was.