Chapter 791

• I keep pushing myself to keep up with her. When someone screamed in pain, my gut instinct was to succor them. For Rhada, it was a signal for her wanting more. I'd really helped her through some serious frustrations, and a great deal of sweat, when the phone rang. Rhada was facing me, bouncing in my lap with her ball gag back in (she liked to bite during climax).
• "Hello?" I said.
• "Hey Cáel Nyilas, it is Odette. Whatchya doing tonight?" my waitress bed-buddy asked.