Colin (Unexpected, #6)

by Cora Rose

And yet, my mouth waters, the tips of my fingers tingling as he wraps a hand around his thick length and pumps it. Just once, but it’s enough for my lips to part and a small groan to escape me. Thank god he can’t hear me. Hopefully, he thinks I was just farting or vomiting a little in my mouth because I never want him to know how hot I am for this.

What the hell is going on? Is it because he was in my room last night? He did touch my knee when he came. Maybe he thinks we’re married now.