Genevieve woke up with an extremely sore body, she felt wonderfully satisfied but sore. She blinked her eyes and stared at the room ceiling for a while trying to collect her thoughts, trying to make an excuse for what happened last night.
She knew it would happen one day, having sex with Rhett wasn't something she did on impulse. She thought through it before doing anything and maybe Rhett's words pushed her to do it but nobody could convince anyone to have sex with them if that person wasn't going to.
She tried to sit up but groaned when she felt the throbbing sensation in her pussy and then cursed Rhett in her mind for the hundredth time since she woke up. The man was a beast last night, just when she thought he was tired and wanted to rest he would wake her up again and fuck her until she do not have the power to say no. She wouldn't lie about not enjoying it because she did enjoy it but the pain in her pussy wasn't so satisfying as having sex.