Gasping, she leans closer, that tight dress barely containing her curves. “You won’t forget this ride,” she whispers, and he isn’t one to argue. The engine roars, but the real heat is inside.
Gasping, she leans closer, that tight dress barely containing her curves. “You won’t forget this ride,” she whispers, and he isn’t one to argue. The engine roars, but the real heat is inside.