KENNEDY

 

 

I thought I went a little bit too far.

 

Watching his reaction and the way how I treated him last night came back taunting me. What was I thinking? Of course, I wasn’t thinking at all. I was mad, and I let that emotion dominate me.

 

The Princess didn’t seem to care, though. If I was right with her reaction, she was having fun seeing the discomfort on her son’s face. 

 

Was I still mad? Damn right, I was. After what he did to me, even if he would give me a thousand orgasms, it would not suffice.

 

Satisfaction swelled in my chest as I walked away. I was...