Evie sat up and Sam saw her slight twinge.
He kissed her cheek before jumping out of bed and helping her to her feet. "I stretched you some. You're probably a little sore."
With no self-consciousness at all, she reached down and touched her pussy. Sam felt himself hardening again, even more. "A little," she admitted. "But it was worth every pang. We will do more tomorrow, right?"
"Promise." He hugged her tight then bounded across the room to pour some ice water from a pitcher he'd had ready into two tall glasses. "Here. I'll go start the shower."