Phin lifted himself with a grunt and went to the bathroom to dispose of the c****m. He glanced over his shoulder at Layla in his bed, soft and sated and still really f*****g hot. Totally trouble. And in that moment, he knew he was going to be rebuilding her transmission in order to get in her pants again. He cleaned up and found that he was hungry for more than another round with Layla.
When he emerged from the bathroom, he saw that she hadn’t moved and thought she might’ve fallen asleep.
Her left eye opened and she said, “Are you going to stand there all night staring, or are you going to play?”
Hearing his own words echoed back at him made him laugh. “I’m going to get something to eat. You hungry?”
She pushed herself up to a sitting position. “We just ate.”
“I think I burned through
