Rebecca
I woke up the next morning feeling super elated, even though my swollen bruised p***y stung now and then, the thought of how electrifying the night was, made me want to squirm in delight.
I couldn't believe I f****d Rowland all through the night and instead of feeling guilty about it, I was feeling elevated.
Who could have thought that f*****g my ex-husband all through the night would be so satisfying?
I turned to the other side of the bed hoping to see Rowland sleeping, but I was met with a space.
I wondered where he had gone to.
Well, I didn't get to wonder for so long because the door soon opened and he walked in with a tray of breakfast while tying a white towel around his torso.
For a moment, I was confused about which food I wanted, but the groaning of my stomac
