Chapter 12

I woke up a bit disoriented. Okay, a lot disoriented. I didn’t know where I was for a minute. The space next to me was empty, but the sheets were rustled, so it meant I had been in bed with someone.

I sat up and shook my head, remembering what had happened the day before. Harry and I had had sex. No, we hadn’t had sex. He had fucked me. Senseless. I almost feared he had spoiled me for any other sexual encounter.

I blushed a bit as I remembered what had happened. I giggled and touched my cheeks, which had turned hot.

You like that, don’t you?

Yesss!!

Yes, who?

Yes, Daddddyyy!!!

I blushed even more deeply, recalling the noises I had made, moans, and bad grunts that would put a pornstar to shame and maybe make her lose her job.

“Thinking of going another round?”

I shook and turned toward the voice. It was Harry, of course. He was standing there in nothing but a towel, and I could feel my pussy