Nervous? Abso-fucking-lutely. Her teeth worried her bottom lip, but it wasn’t fear making her fidget—it was the thrill of having this fine specimen of a man so close. One move, she thought, and I could climb him like a tree. But for now? She...
Nervous? Abso-fucking-lutely. Her teeth worried her bottom lip, but it wasn’t fear making her fidget—it was the thrill of having this fine specimen of a man so close. One move, she thought, and I could climb him like a tree. But for now? She...