Bree’s P.O.V.
I put my toothbrush away, while I still wasn’t able to get that damned smirk off my face. Last night had been nothing short from perfect. Not to mention that the start of my day had ended the same way as it had ended last night, with Luke and I in a compromising position, as he brought me back to another orgasm, each one becoming even better than the last. And I sighed, remembering all of the things he had done to my body, things that still made me blush, but secretly couldn’t wait until he would try them out on me once again. I was wearing one of the dresses that Lottie had helped me pick out yesterday. It was a brown dress with long sleeves, a real ‘autumn’ dress, which I could wear with the low boots I had bought to match. My hair had been sticking everywhere this morning
