Chapter 65

Don stepped gingerly from the shower, the welts on his ass and back burning like fire with each move he made. It was a small price to pay for the pleasure heÕd enjoyed all evening and into the night, though, so he wasnÕt about to complain. Not only had he had one of the best fucks of his life, which was saying a lot considering, but that hot detective didnÕt seem to be on his scent.

SheÕd given him a bit of a stir showing up like that, but in the end, he was able to keep her from guessing the truth. It still remains to be seen if heÕd have to pick up stakes and leave town in the near future, but for now, he didnÕt feel the rush to do so, not like last time when the cops were on his ass, and he had to bail.

Standing in front of the mirror, he ran the towel over his wet chest down past his middle that was growing a little soft to his cock that was still on full alert. In the bedroom next door, his tormentor was waiting, ready to soothe the pain left by her vicious beating.