Georgia's POV
"Are you sore?"
That question echoed in my head even as he moved on to say other things. But I couldn't focus—because I already knew what he was hinting at.
Don't tell me… he wants to do it again?
I turned to face him, and he was already watching me. My eyes involuntarily dropped to his lower abdomen—and there it was. His cock stood tall and proud, rising defiantly from the water like it hadn't just ruined me earlier.
I froze, completely forgetting his question and also forgetting that I am completely naked.
He'd already seen me, touched me, been inside me, but suddenly I felt exposed again.
"You didn't answer my question," he said, snapping me from my daze.
I blinked. "Why are you asking that?" I said, though the answer was obvious.
He wanted to have me again… and the crazy part is, I do too.
