Derby Day was at once the best and worst day of my life. Best: I woke up wrapped around Emme again. Worst: I was so hard that when I pried myself away from her and out of the bed, I had to grab onto a chair because I was dizzy. Best: I knew she preferred to start each day with an orgasm. Worst: I wasn’t involved in any part of that and thinking about it had me on edge, every muscle in my body drawn painfully tight. Best: I talked to just about everyone on the long, long list of people Jakobi and I prioritized for this trip, and Emme was charming them into pleasant submission. I’d sign up for
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