CHAPTER 54
NYC, Manhattan Residential Unit.
GRACIELLA
I found out that it was more than the usual intimacy my fiance wanted from me. If Blake was mad at seeing me talking with Henry earlier, this afternoon ordeal, which he called afternoon delight was my punishment.
I lay beside him on top of a crumpled white sheet breathless and strengthless, like a tossed vegetable. I struggled to bring back my breathing to normal after that erotic encounter.
Blake took me like a man starved for years for an hour or so. He was demanding, he took me again and again.
Blake was different from other men. Not that I had slept with any other but him, but I read from books and heard from others and it was said that as soon as the men spurt their seeds, their rod would lose its hardness.
Blake was no
