**Arena POV

Mateo wiped me down with a towelette, and now that I was feeling clean and refreshed, I craved another go at it.

“I’m ready for round three,” I assured him, wanting even more. I couldn’t get enough of what sex finally felt like, going nineteen years without it.

Mateo walked over to me with a glass of sparkling water and a blanket to cover me. “Pace yourself,” he smirked. “I’m sure you’re on cloud nine ...