𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞

ᴛᴇᴀᴍᴡᴏʀᴋ

After three rounds, I found myself laying down sore in a guest bedroom. Enrico provided me some plan B and some water before he carried me into the guest room, which I appreciated. After that, he went into his closet and brought me out a large shirt that came down to my knees.

I was fortunate enough to have Enrico carry me into this room because I was too sore and sensitive down there to walk.

Enrico knew more about my body than I did. He knew exactly what spots to hit and focus on, which drove me insane. Not to mention his incredible stamina. I could tell that he wanted to go for a fourth round, but had held back after seeing how exhausted both my body and I were.

That was something I subconsciously thanked him for.

I was also hoping that I would be able to rest tomorrow. Enrico sure did push my body tonight, but it was pleasurable.

I'm on the verge of passing out. My body was aching for sleep, and that's exactly what I'm going to do.

Before closing my eyes, I stretched my sore limbs and buried myself in blankets.

Finally at rest.

...

Groaning, I rolled over and put a pillow over my ear. All I heard was ringing. It would ultimately stop ringing, but would then ring a couple more times, signaling that someone was phoning me. I grunted.

I had no memory of taking my phone into this room.

I sat up in bed, wincing at the slight discomfort I felt down there. Ignoring the soreness, I looked over to discover my phone vibrating and ringing on a desk.

Someone is going to get it.

To get my phone, I stretched my arm as far as I could. Once it was in my hands, I picked it up and looked at the caller ID.

Luca.

As I answered the phone, I took a deep breath and put it on speaker.

"Finally, chica! What took you so long?" Through the phone, Luca practically yelled. I sighed.

"Luca, it's like," I opened my eyes as I checked the time, "it's 12 o'clock," I muttered, completely confused.

"It's 12 p.m., which surprises me because you're a morning person!" He exclaimed.

If Enrico got me to sleep in this late, he surely done a number on me.

Luca screamed into the phone. "Enrico fucked you up, girl!" He bursts out laughing.

I smacked my forehead and laughed quietly. "He really did, Luca. I can barely walk, and not to mention I'm sore and sensitive, and it's only Saturday!" I almost screamed.

"How am I going to make it to Sunday alive?" I asked, causing Luca to burst out laughing.

"That dick must be good if it has you worried about if you'll be living tomorrow," Luca joked onto the phone.

"It was more than good. Can you believe he has a dick piercing?" I told him, which got him to stop laughing.

"A dick piercing?" He laughed again as he remarked, "His strokes probably sent you to heaven and back."

Is he just going to laugh about the whole situation and not help me get out of this mansion?

Someone cleared their throat before I could say anything. I closed my eyes and prayed to the big man above.

Please don't let it be Enrico.

I moved my head slowly and noticed someone I didn't want. Enrico.