“She’s back. That bitch!” She pounded her tiny fists on the counter. “What is it, baby?” Glen drawled, his voice like a caress to her clit. A delicious shiver ran through her core but she ignored it. “That woman from next door. She’s in my garden, stealing my lettuce!” “Honey…” The scrape of Forr...
Fuck, he didn't know what was waiting for him. Obviously, Dex had used sex to lure him out to the bar, but Maddock was too well-fucked to care. He wanted to find a bed and snuggle with Dex. The thought should have sent him running for the door, but he was too satisfied to fight it. &n...