KATHERINE

I stretched lazily in bed. My thighs protested a little, and my still-drowsy mind recalled the reason for the discomfort.

I could still feel the delicious tingling from those vigorous thrusts.

Of course, my legs ached—I had ridden the Duke like a cowgirl on a mechanical bull, and what a bull I had gotten.

I smiled a little, staring at the ceiling above me.

I really was shameless.

Still, I had to make sure I had the opportunity to seduce Elliot properly because he wasn’t a fool. And if