"Okay," she says, relaxing under his steadying touch for a minute before she gets off his lap. Though still a little unsteady, Rosie moves back onto all fours on the bed, then leans down to press her cheek to the mattress, Nick's sheets soft against her face.

"Reach back and...and spread for you, right?" she asks, hands already behind her. Her face has never been this hot, her stomach never this knotted with humiliation. Carefully, she spreads her ass for him, then holds as still as she's able to.