It took him all of a second to recall where he was. Reaching out blindly, he met up with one very big, strong arm. Letting his fingers do the talking, he strummed Remy’s skin, hoping to wake him up. “Hey, big guy, think someone’s supposed to fuck me,” he murmured. “Umm, give me a sec,” Remy answe...
He was half tempted to slap himself, but then how would he explain that to the woman he’d just fucked? On the floor no less, with little finesse or care for her needs. He’d not bothered to take his shirt and pants off. Even though she’d enjoyed having sex with him, it didn’t excuse the way he’d t...
Even though it was Monday and not a romantic occasion, she was going out with a gorgeous man who could make ladies drool and men take a second look at their sexuality. Remy Sinclair was certainly all that and more. Wading through her closet of skirts, dresses, shirts, jeans and pants, she had tro...