Andrea Byrom

59%
Flag icon
I shuddered as she cupped my face and initiated the kiss between us. It was long yet fast, hungry and frantic. Her body writhed against mine as need she wasn’t accustomed to yet flushed through her. She reached for one of my hands, hauled it to her breast, and squeezed.
Filthy Rich (The Five Points' Mob Collection, #2)
Rate this book
Clear rating
Open Preview