Three hours and a further three episodes of “You-Tarzan-me-Jane-jungle-jump-sex” had done that for him. She rolled away from him, but summoning an ounce of energy, he shot out a hand, grabbed her arm, and pulled her back to his side. “Where do you think you’re going?” “To the bathroom.” “For?” “For a pee, if that’s all right?” “Desperate?” “No, but—” “Good,” Rex interrupted. “We can have a cuddle.” He moved onto his back and tucked Ramona in close, his left hand resting behind his head, his right doodling circles on her hip. The fingers of her right hand traced his ribs while her right thigh slid up over his. “Mmm, that’s nice, darlin’.” He laughed when her fingers and leg stilled. “Why don’t you do romance?” “Who’s Stacey?” This time, it was Rex that stilled.
What do You think about Animal Instincts [The Andersons 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) (2012)?
