CHAPTER EIGHTEEN.
Adele shook on the bed and snapped her eyes open when her very loud alarm sounded. Letting out an exasperated sigh, she picked up her cell phone and quickly turned off the alarm. It was six am in the morning and she needed to wake up and prepare for work. When she turned back to the other side of the bed, she noticed that Jamal was nowhere to be found. She weakly sat upright to scan around the room, thinking he would be sitting around somewhere, but he wasn’t. The room was void of any form of Jamal.
“No, he did not!” She whispered as she took off the sheets from her naked body and stepped down from the bed. She winced when she felt the soreness between her thighs and that’s when the memories of last night flooded her mind. She recalled how Jamal ate her in and out. How he made her scream and above all, how he made her cum.