Chapter Twenty-Four
Tamara only felt a little unfaithful as she straddled Grant Christo and impaled herself on his rampant c**k. Grant grinned up at her. “Such a sweet little snatch you have.”
Tamara snorted. “Sweet? I don’t think so. But it can do this…” She clenched her vaginal muscles hard around his shaft and he groaned.
“f**k, I think I might have missed you.”
“You’d better had.” She rode him, slowly at first, concentrating on her own pleasure. “Pinch my nipples.” She ordered him and yelped with pleasure as he tweaked them hard. “Good. Now tell me about the little whore.”
“Your father tried to abduct her, force her to come back to New York.”
Tamara’s eyebrows shot up and she looked impressed. “Wow, Dad, that was unexpectedly ballsy. I take it he didn’t succeed.”
Grant’s fingers
