Becca Mojica

50%
Flag icon
He chuckled and kissed my back. “I was going to ask you the same thing.” My head buzzed and my body tingled as aftershocks of my orgasm ripped through my body. “It’s not always like that with you?” I braced my hands on his thighs and lifted. His arm tightened around my waist, not letting go. I looked at him over my shoulder. A strange, borderline angry look passed over his face. “No. Is it like that with other guys?” My gaze shot to the floor. “No.” What the hell had that look been? His hold loosened and he ran his hands up and down my sides. The flutter-light touch made me break out in ...more
The Third Best Thing (Fulton U, #3)
Rate this book
Clear rating
Open Preview