Chapter Eleven
As Caroline walked up Max’s step for the fifth and final session, she was as highly aroused as she’d ever been. She’d stopped m**********g after their day at the beach—he’d told her to when he left her at her door. Said he owned her orgasm and it was natural for her to agree.
The waiting. It had been deliberate and well planned, she understood that. She fantasized that it had been because he desired her as much as she desired him. Unfortunately, he said far too little. She had to guess what was in his mind, though if her intuition was correct, there was something peculiarly special between them that he had with no other woman.
Her anticipation for this last session couldn’t have been more acute or engaging. Every sense in her body was alert and desiring of everything he m
