_______I know y'all are impatient______
Rachel's POV
Morning was upon us and I decided to skip work. Partly because there wasn't much I could do at the office as everything seemed intact and partly because I was experiencing a sweet soreness after my body was satisfied by Lorenzo the previous night.
"You look totally fucked," he said as he came to stand behind me while I tried to secure the necklace in place. "Let me help."
"And who's fault is that?" I inquired to his earlier statement as my hand moved to smooth the creases of my white short-sleeved cropped shirt which I adorned above a pair of black slacks which hugged my waist and ass but flowed freely around my legs.
"Proudly mine," he smirked and let my curls fall back down on my back. He was dressed in a white short-sleeved shirt and slacks the same shade as mine. We decided to match our attire for the live-stream we were about to hold in the next few minutes.
