9
SAM
As I expected, when the sun came up, so did every one of Katie's walls. Jack, used to getting up at the butt crack of dawn, was in the kitchen when Katie stumbled down for coffee. I'd woken when she had, and soon followed. I felt loose and relaxed in a way I hadn't felt in a long while. A way that only several orgasms could achieve. Jack had the same s**t eating grin that I knew I wore.
How Katie was walking properly, especially in those sky-high heels, was beyond me. After I f****d her the first time, we took a little break before she woke up to Jack's head buried between her thighs. We'd taken her a few very creative ways—except at the same time—until she passed out with exhaustion.
“Coffee,” she muttered, standing beside the coffeemaker waiting for Jack to pour her a cup. She
