Chapter 86

Sinead glowered at Marc even though he met her with a towel as she stepped out of his shower. The fact that it was a wonderfully fluffy towel, and her body felt like it was floating after everything that had happened even if she hadn’t gotten fucked, made it a little harder for her to maintain the expression.

But she was determined to let Marc know how she felt about things.

Primarily that he still hadn’t put his fucking cock in her, but a close second that he’d spirited Felicity away while leaving Sinead tied up. She hadn’t seen a single inch of the woman with the warm, welcoming voice and the mouth that could do fucking wonders.

“How are you feeling?” Marc asked her after he’d bundled her up on the towel that felt like it might have been more expensive than any piece of clothing in her wardrobe back home. How was it that soft?

The truth was, Sinead felt fucking amazing.

“Pissed off,” she lied.

Marc just chuckled, and she hated that he could see through her like that. Him and his fucking aftercare. Once Felicity was gone, he’d kept the blindfold on Sinead but had freed her from the spreader bar and the handcuffs. Then he’d broken out some sort of massage oil and massaged her entire body, making her fucking melt in a completely different way than Felicity had, before picking her up and bringing her to the shower. She’d only been freed of the blindfold once she was standing in the big shower stall, and Marc had taken the time to wash all her sweat and the massage oil from her before he left her to give her a few minutes to gather herself.