By the time she’d made it to the dining room, Cyrus was already standing on the far side of the room, wine glass in hand, talking to Scarlet.He took her breath away, dressed in all black—jeans that hugged his perfect thighs and ass, boots, and a silk shirt that showcased his wide shoulders and mu...
Seemed she was doing that a lot lately. It’d been so long since she’d been intimate with a man she’d felt awkward at first. Felt as though maybe she wasn’t pleasing him, but then she’d looked up into his eyes. A perfect picture of pure shock and ecstasy had painted his beautiful face. She might b...