"People are gonna think I'm a leper." She quoted Grease as she watched yet another beautiful mark mar her skin. A hickey from Nicky was like a Hallmark card. She finished it in her head and smiled. It really was. Tokens of affection she could carry with her.

If he knew how many times she fingered her bruises under her clothes while she spoke to other people. Even when she went to interviews. If he only knew how hot it made her when she did this. Hell, that was part of the reason she had a tendency to come home and immediately jump his bones. He only had to do it once but he got rewarded for it repeatedly until the damn thing healed.

"I need more." She whispered. If her hands were free she would slip one between their bodies to that sensitive flesh stretched around his rigid cock. She'd find that swollen nub. She almost gasped just thinking of it. She was so close. She just needed something...