Chapter 133 Hundred And Thirty Three
- RYAN’S POV
- I wiped her off gently with a towel, careful around her thighs where I’d left her sore. She winced a little, and that only made me smirk. She’d asked for it.
- “Here,” I muttered, helping her into her clothes piece by piece, her blouse first, then her skirt. She looked flushed, cheeks stained pink, her lips still parted like she hadn’t caught her breath yet.