Chapter 57

Kate woke up feeling sore.

The events of the previous night played in her head as she sat up on her bed, not wanting to get up.

The moaning and cries of a lady. The groaning of Denzel, the way she screamed his name.

She'd tossed and turned in her bed, unable to sleep as their voices echoed through the night, amplifying in her ears and head, creating mental images of what was going on.

She’d imagined it was the rude blonde that had come earlier to see Denzel.

Frustrated by the sounds, she searched for her earpiece, finding it in one of her drawers, and plucking her ears, filling them with Alessia Cara’s voice.

Even with her eyes shut, trying to meditate on the words of Alessia, her mind wandered to the day at her apartment when she fell under the spell of his touch. She relived that night, as she sighed softly. No doubt, Denzel was a master of the art of sexual ecstasy.

Her hand found its way to her nipple, teasing it, wanting nothing but his touch on it. She imagined her hands like his