CHAPTER THIRTY ONE

Lanaya's body turned rigid the following second for reasons that had nothing to do with pleasure and everything to do with trauma. Before Salvetti could even take it in, he had repositioned himself so that he was as far away from her as possible.

She stayed still for a while on the bed before getting up and running into the bathroom. The door snicked shut behind her. Salvetti then heard some heaving sounds a few seconds later.

He sighed and got up, walking over to her and opening the door. The two of them came upon her as she vomited into the toilet. He got on his hands and knees and brushed her hair out of her face. She looked at him startled as if to demand that he go, but another wave overcame her before she could make any demands.

After an eternity of minutes, she finished and collapsed backward onto the floor. She put a hand to her face and began to cry.

Salvetto wooed her gently into his embrace. She began crying even more angrily, but he persevered until she sat on his knee wit