Chapter 5

Karri

I hate my body for responding so volunteeringly to his touch. I bit down on my lower trying to hold back.

It was useless, the moment he parted my legs and rested my left leg on his, spreading me enough and pulling my waist from behind so I arc perfectly into his throbbing bulge.

“Ugh,” he groaned as my ass pressed on his cock, feeling the hardness made shivers run up my neck.

“Shane, please...” I gasped, my fingers tangling into the bedsheets. My mind screamed to push him away, to remember the divorce papers hidden away in my…