Chapter 22 First Morning As His Wife

• My biased opinion and judgement of Anthony’s ability and stamina in bed was certainly to blame. I had assumed that just like his mild, easy-going, and warm personality that sleeping with him would feel the same way. The way my pussy ached as I tried to shift my hips on the bed told me that I couldn’t have been more wrong.
• My insides felt like a mess after being beaten countless times by such a thick and blunt object. I sat up in bed and pulled the blanket that covered my body to the side to find that I was completely naked. Although I couldn’t see all of myself, I was sure that Anthony had left more than a couple of love marks on my body. Not that I had anything concrete to complain about since I did enjoy myself immensely the night before.
• “Hmm? Anthony?” I murmured as I turned my head around.