Chapter 345

  I’m breathless, exhausted, and most definitely satisfied, staring

  at the hotel ceiling while Jake channel hops on the

  TV aimlessly. He’s sat up with his back against the headboard and a sheet at his waist, a little flushed and most definitely perspiring, showing signs of a lot of exertion

  for once. His hair, for the first time ever, looks ruffled because I ran my hands through it crazily when we had crazy sex. It is a good look on him.

  “Your stamina seems to be failing you, Mr. Carrero.” I grin at him, lying flat on my back and stretched out in the afterglow of an afternoon of kinkiness. I’m sprawled, luxuriating in how I feel right now. He smirks down at me and tweaks my nose.