Chapter 91

Arrick slides down from his position behind me on the couch and slumps on the floor, using it as a back rest as I flop sideways and stretch out on the full length of the sofa. Feeling his head and hair nearby and pushing my fingers into the spiky hair on top. He leans into my hand and sighs heavily, equally worn out and breathless. My heart is pounding from exertion, and every single part of my skin and inner body is tingling. Neither of us has a stitch of clothing, yet my body heat is through the roof, and I generally feel like I could sleep.

“Jesus, baby… My little porn star. Who knew I would find a girl who matched my stamina? I almost bailed because I thought I would have a heart attack mid-way through. Now that… Was worth missing you for a week!” He turns and hits me with a boyish smile, catching my eye from his angle as I can only try and regain my breath, calm my racing pulse and seriously luxuriate in the marathon of positions he introduced me to.

It wasn’t like