I can’t believe this is happening to me. ME. Boring, old Riley. Silly, old, dependable Riley. Stick up her ass, won’t go out after eight in the evening on a weeknight,
“I don’t care about hair on your legs or what kind of underwear you have on. But I care about you, and I care about your comfort. So tell me, how can I make it better?”
Jace places one of his thick fingers under her chin, giving her a sly grin that could drop panties within a mile radius. “You’re already a natural, baby. But please, call me Daddy.”
This isn’t my brand but Ill tell you I don’t even know the noise that just came out my mouth