REINA

The bedroom still smelled like us, sweat, sex, lavender from the bath oil he’d poured earlier. My body felt like it had been taken apart and put back together wrong in the best way: heavy limbs, tender skin, a deep, pulsing soreness between my legs that throbbed every time I shifted. I couldn’t feel my pussy properly anymore, just a warm, swollen ache that reminded me of every thrust, every time he’d filled me until I sobbed.

Domenico noticed the way I winced when he finally pulled out.

He didn’t say anything. He just scooped me up, arms under my thighs, chest to my back, and carried me into...