Lucien strode into his en-suite with Brynne, eager to plunge himself into her again. He had been edgy since the erotic encounter earlier. The dip in the ocean hadn’t helped, and now he was like a walking erection. Unless he got Brynne out of his head, he couldn’t switch on his phone or get any work done. He placed her down and walked into the shower cubicle while Brynne washed her face at the vanity.
Staring at his reflection, Luke was stunned by his reaction to Brynne. His d**k was painfully hard, and he needed an immediate respite.
How did this deal get so complicated? From a no-strings-attached se* deal, it had turned into something he couldn’t figure out. How did his needs not get satiated even after having se* with her repeatedly? One moment he wanted to spend just the night with h
