Chapter 107
- He rides me hard with his hand and I linger somewhere between awake and asleep. The morning light drifts through the crack in the drapes and I smile to myself. How many mornings have I watched the sunrise with the feeling of intense pleasure between my legs?
- He rises, leaning over me, and I can see the glimmer of my arousal on his lips as he looks down at me.
- “How do you want me this morning, Mr. Masters?” I whisper.