Jenner
“D
amn it, Jenner, you’re drooling.”
I heard Walter’s comment, but my attention was on the brunette who was making her way across the restaurant. She had one hell of a body, wearing a tiny, low-cut red dress. Full Cs on display. The bottom of her dress hitting the center of her thighs.
And, goddamn it, it was climbing.
With each step, the hem rose half an inch. By the time she passed our table, I was hoping she wouldn’t bother pulling it down, giving me the view I was after.
I bet her p***y was f*****g perfect.
Her stare, locking with mine, was the kind that mentally stripped off my suit. Her slight grin only confirmed that, those plump lips promising a blow job I’d never forget.
“Do you need a napkin?” Walter added.
The brunette continued to hold my gaze until she passed u
