“Just one more drink.” She whispers, but her lips find their way elsewhere. It’s not a quiet night anymore; it’s a riot of sound, skin, and naughtiness, tearing through the silence as she steps away from her plans.
“Just one more drink.” She whispers, but her lips find their way elsewhere. It’s not a quiet night anymore; it’s a riot of sound, skin, and naughtiness, tearing through the silence as she steps away from her plans.