"How was that?" He asked, watching me carefully as I came down from the ride of my orgasm.

"It was awesome," I said, breathlessly.

"Good," he mumbled against my ear. "Because I am just getting started."

With that, he pulled out of me and drove back in, hitting as far as my womb. He didn't even try to be gentle like last night, his strokes were fast and he didn't slow down for a second.

As if a switch was turned on in her head images of last night start coming together and she starts to recall everything.

How Mira took her to the club, how she left her all...