Chapter 173

The hard cage around her body softened, his fingers loosening their grip, and Trish moaned as she slid forward onto her belly. Jordan's weight came with her, his cock still lodged in her ass, his body hard against her back and bottom.

Small, gentle kisses brushed against her temple, her cheek, her neck, as she panted for breath. There was enough of his weight on her for her to feel it, but not so much that she couldn't breath as his cock slowly softened inside of her until he finally withdrew.

The inside of her deflowered ass burned and ached in the aftermath. Her hands were red and tender where his fingers had gripped them. The backs of her calves felt bruised from where his shins had pressed against them. But when he picked her up in his arms, cradling her, and took her into the bathroom to clean her off, she just closed her eyes and rested her head against his shoulder as he lowered them into a hot bath.

She was too tired to fight.

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After brush