Jenna moaned as Alec kissed her neck. In an instant, his mouth was on her breast, his tongue flicking at her with the same teasing strokes he’d lavished on her clit. Jenna felt the sensations all the way to her core where he pounded into her, another orgasm sparking to life before the aftershocks...
Jenna Craven needed to cut the shit before he lost it right there in the conference room. “Jenna, can I see you in my office.” It wasn’t a question. All six project managers gave him a curious glance before they looked at Jenna. The little vixen recognized his statement as the command it was, giv...