#Chapter156

-Toronto, Here We Come

Hanna's POV

"Fucking hell, Kingsbury, I can't even walk!" I exclaim

The black haired girl is calmly sitting on the floor folding her clothes and neatly placing them in her suitcase.

Me on the other hand, I am leaning against the wall as my thighs shake uncontrollably.

I tried using the wall to get around her room but barely got ahold of it before my legs collapsed under me.

Fuck.

This is like my first time all over again.

"You said that you wanted it rough, therefore I gave it to you roughly" she replies with a raspy tone of voice as she continues to...