She felt weak and vulnerable as a newborn kitten. Knowing that he felt the same way was a small consolation. His head nuzzled her neck. His heaving, clothed chest caused a delicious friction on her naked nipples. Jordana tilted her head against the door before slowly openi...
What the fuck am I doing here? He had asked himself the same question countless of times this half hour. He never ran after women. But when Jordana left the theater earlier, he was sure he must’ve burst a blood vessel after imagining Rocco’s cousin touching her. Something inside him snapped. No o...