Sabrina was curled on the bed, blanket pulled up over her so she could block out the sun. Her body still ruminated from what happened at the hotel between her and Drew.
She did not know if Drew knew it was her, or if he really thought that she was a lookalike that he had picked up. What he did to her was not something that she was sure he would do to a stranger, or something he would do because he was angry with her. He did not hurt her, but he was very rough which he had been with her before but not like this.
And she liked it, she liked it very much. She craved it now.
Her anus still felt like he was inside her. They had had anal when they were together, and he was careful to make sure she was ready for it. She was so wet when he pressed his tip to her hole, that he almost could have used it for lubrication. But he fingered her with warm lube that still made her shiver, as he eased it over her opening. Sabrina bit her lip hard, so she would not come as he applied it. When he was inside her, she bucked against him wildly and he spanked her once to an immediate orgasm.
Her backside was raw from the spanking with his hand and belt, and she still craved more. She wanted to see him again, and from the way that he held her tightly even as she slipped away from him she knew he was more invested than he was pretending not to be.
His card was in her purse, and her fingers burned for her to just touch the card—the cardboard version of him. Instead, she reached for her cell phone, clicked on the star icon for favorite people and pressed Jeanne’s name.
When Jeanne did not answer, she figured it was just as well. Maybe it was best for her to lie with her emotions…
She woke up later, naked and still ruminating with what she and Drew had done. She was in her apartment, so she did not have to worry that Harry would come and find her with swollen eyes from crying, even though she did not know why.
But she did know why, didn’t she?
Then she felt the heaviness pull her body down on her mattress, and she rolled toward Harry. Sabrina was surprised, she usually went to him. But he looked at her, and cradled her without asking questions. He kissed her temples and cheeks, and pressed her blanket-tangled nudity to his full three-piece suit.
And she stopped crying, her body uncurled from into itself and instead into Harry.
Sabrina is in a lusty mood, which happens to be the theme for this week’s Wicked Wednesday! On Wednesday Eliza will deal with lust, and on Friday, you will see why Jeanne did not have time to pick up the phone!
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I wonder what would happen if she came clean with Harry. Told him all of it and all the mess in her head now. I feel like he’d handle it, like he’s the pillar of strength that she needs and that he’s confident enough to let her be free. Maybe if she actually felt free she wouldn’t need to run so much.
interesting…