Dungeon Time (Play At Work)
“For a moment, she had no idea where she was, the sounds and light all off. Her room’s heavy drapes never admitted such a golden glow. What was that crashing noise? Like ocean waves….
A popcorn ceiling, another oddity. She buried her face in a pillow The scent of sandalwood and musk in the bare mattress brought it back. Edward. She wasn’t in San Pedro anymore. She’d never slept on a bed without sheets there.
But where was Edward?
She replayed the night before in her mind and couldn’t figure out why he’d left. Had she done something to offend him? Because he hadn’t even gotten off, and her ex would never have left before that happened. Of course, he’d only given her two orgasms in their time together, and those had probably been accidental, so she didn’t have much to compare it to.
But he’d never have left before he got his! Or before they’d had intercourse. Missionary style, her on the bottom, him pumping away until he came then rolling off so she could deal with the mess.
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