Bab 71: Chapter 71

"I'm sore, Khai." Ana grumbled, sleepily pushing Khai away as he tried to pry her legs open. The sun was at it's zenith outside and bright rays flooded the entire room, casting a warm glow on its white walls.

"Still? I thought you'd be okay by now. I'm sorry." He pressed soft kisses across her hips. "But it makes sense. You're so tight that my mind goes numb every time I enter you."

Ana blushed into the pillow, too tired to open her eyes yet. She felt him get off the bed and walk out of the room. Curiosity pushed her eyes open and she rose to see where he had gone off to. A minute later, Khai appeared with a makeshift pouch in his hand.

"What is that?" She asked.

"Ice. I wrapped it in a towel." He replied impassively. "I want you feeling better as soon as possible."