Fid leChapter 11
Luke shifted uncomfortably in his chair, keenly aware of the throbbing ache beneath the black and blue marks that mottled his skin. As he’d feared, Irina’s lack of padding and her very aggressive approach to sex had bruised some of his more sensitive areas. Well, I’ll recover. Anyway, she was more than worth it. After she left he remained in a bed for a while, trying to extract something useful from parting words that sounded more like a warning the longer he considered them. “It’s almost...