“I’d say. I don’t know, I’m starting to think Geoffrey isn’t quite the innocent we all assumed he was,” Nash said, tossing the condoms on the bed.
Sunny smirked. “Maybe he’s more of a gentleman than an innocent.”
Geoffrey tossed the pants aside and stepped back, momentarily content to simply study Sunny’s naked body. He had touched her, kissed her, f****d her, but he never had the chance to simply look at her. Her shoulders were sloped back, pushing her perfect breasts forward. They were just big enough to fill his palms, and her n*****s were begging to be licked, sucked, and nibbled. Her stomach was flat but defined, a clear sign of her regular work-out schedule. Her thighs were white and strong, her legs long, her calves exquisitely shaped. He could still feel those perfect legs wrappe
