Chapter Thirty-Nine – Elliot and Jaxon.
Elliot’s Point of View
“f**k!” Sarah-Sofia cried out, as I watched her face change from post-orgasmic bliss to anger, then shift to a stoic mask in a matter of seconds.
“What’s wrong?” I asked her, as she suddenly ran towards the kitchen.
“Get clothes on NOW, and find me something to wear. HURRY!” She commands, and by the look on her face, this is not part of her s****l fantasy of being in control.
I jump up, as Jaxon pulls on his jeans and t-shirt, wincing slightly from the marks on his back, but the small smile on his lips tells me he had enjoyed the experience and it was worth the discomfort.
I grabbed my joggers and pulled them on, then ran upstairs and grabbed a T-shirt, along with some leggings and a white T-shirt for Sarah-Sofia.
