Chapter 397

I wake in the early morning light entangled in Jake’s limbs and bedsheets. My body is aching and heavy from everything he’s done to me through the night. I can’t help but smile at the memories, a warm blush traveling over my sensitive skin.
If I thought Jake had a high sex drive when he was dating his string of floozies, I have severely underestimated him. Last night, he’d been addicted to my body, barely giving me time to recover. He’d been true to his promise and brought me to dizzying heights of orgasm more than once with his expertise and confidence in pleasuring me. There is not a single inch of my skin he has not kissed, licked, or massaged softly, and I finally passed out from exhaustion rather than his wavering libido. My brain was too dizzy to function anymore. My Casanova is truly a master in the bedroom with the confidence of a man with no sexual inhibitions. I am glowing all over.
Old Emma has been reborn.