Chapter 93: I Need to Work Harder

I have to admit, Arthur is an excellent bed partner. Being with him always takes me to the edge of pleasure and pulls me under until I can hardly breathe. He knew exactly how to tease me, and I gave in so easily. I had already gotten used to his rhythm, his style. A sudden thought crept in: if one day I marry another man, could I ever feel this way again? Would I ever find the same kind of chemistry? Habits are hard to break. Once you get used to someone, it is almost impossible to adjust to another person. Arthur’s movements slowed. His brows drew together as he looked down at me, his voice low and edged with displeasure. “Serena Cole, you can even space out while we’re doing it. Am I not satisfying enough?” No man could tolerate a woman drifting off in the middle of sex, least of all someone like Arthur. I snapped back, panic twisting inside me. How could this man read me so easily, even in bed? Was that normal? “No, it was… it was very satisfying.” My voice sounded strained. I turn