Knock, Knock
Jonathan sends a special package for Penelope.
Penelope slept deeper than she had in weeks, her body heavy and spent, limbs tangled in the sheets. When sunlight finally crept across her bedroom, she rolled onto her back with a slow, satisfied sigh, feeling the delicious soreness in every muscle—a reminder of everything Jonathan had done to her the night before. She stretched, a smile playing on her lips. There was no guilt, just a deep, humming contentment, her skin t...