Chapter 96: Masks On
Lizzie
Three days had passed since the tense breakfast with Reginald. And a day had passed since I discovered the playroom. Both of which were still very much heavy on my mind.
But tonight, none of that mattered.
Reese moved above me in the dark, our bodies tangled beneath the cool silk sheets. My period was long gone, and the relief of having him inside me again—bare, with nothing between us—was overwhelming.
The implant made this possible, and for the first time, I was going to feel him finish inside me.
He'd returned looking exhausted, clothes rumpled. And basically pinned me to the bed.
Each powerful stroke stretched me wider until my hips ached in the most delicious way. His weight pressed me down into the mattress, owning me. The sheets draped over us
