Chapter 8:

Grace

My breathing finally came slower after fifteen minutes of lying still on the couch. The post-orgasm haze cleared from my eyes and I felt my back ache from the uncomfortable position and Damien’s heavy weight on top of me.

Damien’s breathing was still a bit ragged when he popped up on his elbows on either side of my head, his cock inside me, moved a bit causing me to gasp and I felt it harden again, just a bit. Daniel groaned, eyes closed and sweat appeared on his forehead. “I’d love nothing more than to stay right here all night, but that’s not what I want us...