As soon as Lauren stepped out of bed, she let out a yelp and nearly collapsed. Her long, fair legs were trembling uncontrollably, and the insides of her thighs were so numb she could not feel a thing. Francesca had already left for work, leaving only Aspen behind to care for her.

“Uh, Aspen… why didn’t you go to the office today?” Lauren asked awkwardly, trying to change the subject.

Aspen grinned mischievously. “Andrew was worried about you, so he asked me to stay back and look after you. Here, drink some water first, and then I’ll help you get something to eat. That guy has no sense of mercy for us poor, delicate women!”

Lauren blushed hard and lowered her voice. “When you two do it, is it always that intense too?”

Aspen giggled behind her hand. “'Intense' is exactly the right word! When we’re together, it’s always like that. And believe me, he goes way harder on me than he did with you. Sometimes, he even makes me cry!”

Lauren’s eyes widened. “He makes you cry? Is Andrew really that rough with you? If so, I seriously need to have a word with him!"

Aspen waved her hands quickly. “No, no–it’s not like that! You’ve got it all wrong!”

Under Lauren’s curious gaze, Aspen’s face flushed, and she bit her lip. “It’s actually because I like it when he’s rough."

Lauren stared at her, stunned for a moment before her expression shifted into one of understanding. “Aspen, I never would’ve guessed. You’re into that kind of thing? I mean, I know some girls are wired that way–they get turned on by it. So that’s you, huh?”

Aspen looked even more embarrassed, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m not totally sure why I feel this way… But I do like it when he’s a bit forceful. Lately, I’ve found myself wanting it to be rougher, more intense, and more primal. My excitement just keeps climbing with it. But I don’t dare tell Andrew. What if he thinks I’m messed up or something?” Her voice trailed off, and her face burned as she peeked at Lauren with a mixture of guilt and shyness.

Lauren could not help laughing as she leaned in and teased, “Wow, Aspen. Who knew you were such a naughty little minx? I think you’ve got both me and Fran beat by a mile!”

Aspen pouted and playfully nudged her. “Hey! That’s not fair. I’m pretty sure you two aren’t any more innocent than I am. Take you, for example. Sneaking into Andrew’s room last night—you think Fran and I didn’t notice?"

“In fact, the moment you slipped in, we both knew. When you two started going at it, we could hear you even with you trying to keep your voice down–we were right outside the door.”

Lauren’s face turned bright red, and she nearly shrieked. “Wait–you two listened in last night?”

Aspen looked just as sheepish and let out an awkward laugh. “I mean… not on purpose! It’s just… your moan was kind of… addictive. Fran and I got all hot and bothered listening! Before we knew it, we’d listened until you begged him to stop!”

Lauren groaned and buried her face in her hands. “You two creeps! Next time either of you gets it on, I’m going to be right outside the door. Not only listen, but I’ll record it!”

The two women laughed and playfully argued for a while. After eating, Lauren asked, “Where’s Andrew?”

Aspen nodded. “He should have gone to the Wright estate!”

Lauren shrugged. “Poor Quinton is in for it now!” Chapter 1467