Chapter Two Hundred and Fourty Four

Samson tried to convince himself that the reason he felt like this was because he was so starved for sex. It would just be tonight, until he had stilled his hunger for sex. After that she wouldn’t mean anything to him, he was sure. For certain there was no good reason why he would want her any longer than that. After all, he was just following doctor’s orders. And who in their right mind would continue taking medicine once the illness was cured? Who indeed?

The car stopped, and they both knew that they had reached his house. They could either stop now and go inside or continue this right here in his car. He stared at Isabella. She had somehow gotten rid his belt and was now fumbling with his zipper.