Chapter 187 ***

Sandra did as he ordered, then shut the bathroom door behind her. This was probably the most embarrassing moment of her life. Her husband of two weeks wanted her to masturbate for his pleasure. What would Cathy say if she knew?

Sandra pulled the string from within her and frowned as she glanced down, letting it fall in the toilet. There was barely any blood on it. That was not the norm for her. She was typically a heavy bleeder. Perhaps it really was the change in altitude or the stress they had been under. Either way, she hoped the flood gates didn’t open when they were making love or swimming in the pool.

Walking back to the bed seemed to take a lifetime. She was nervous, anxious and embarrassed. She had danced for him, she had played with herself for his pleasure, but she had never used the toys. That was his thing, and she enjoyed it. Creighton smiled at her apprehension and reached up, taking her hand in his and kissing each finger in turn before pulling her to straddle his hip