It feels as if I’m staggering to the fruit cave on a pair of noodles. My knees are still weak from the incident with O’jek, and while he walks at my side, calm as ever, his hand on my back to guide me, I feel wrecked. That was…incredibly hot. I’ve always found O’jek attractive, but him taking charge like that? Grabbing my hair and telling me to be quiet while he drove into me with slick fingers? I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard. Dear sweet heavens, I had no idea he was holding all that inside.
