Jessica
I was unbuttoning his shirt. Again. Maybe I was wrong, maybe I should stop. But I know I need to do it, to get it done and let him move to the next one. I badly need him out of my system and let him flush my curiosity and start going to work like a normal person and not blush every time he's near.
"Jessica," he breathed out my name sexily the moment I was kissing him back. I was letting his hand roam my body as my hand slipped under his shirt and felt his warm naked chest.
There was something about Tyler, I was not afraid of him. I actually wanted him, ache for him, he was arousing me to the point that I was taking him to my dream.
The man groaned when I offered him my back, moving my hair to the side and reveal the thin half-hidden zipper of the evening dress. I felt the goose
