Quanah
I couldn’t resist her. I should’ve just ignored her closeness and left that room, leaving her alone, but I couldn’t help myself and followed her.
Still wearing that towel, which wouldn’t hide my arousal for much longer.
I grabbed her waist, and she trembled as I wrapped my arm around her, pulling her closer, her body trapped between mine and the window. She had nowhere to run.
Lifting my free hand I touched her soft face, tracing those delicate freckles with my finger.
“I know the big bad wolf eats better,” she whispered, staring at me through her lashes.
Don’t know how she did it, but she was the perfect mix of angel and demon.
“You’re not afraid of the big bad wolf, Bri?” She just shook her head, and I could already feel my c**k pulsing through the towel, aching to be insid
