Tatum
I am literally drowning with his eyes on me as he helps me get out of the Ferrari.
His mansion or rather his father’s mansion is gigantic, it even has two turrets. I can’t even imagine what being a billionaire amounts to but seriously this place. It’s all lit up and I can hear music from where he has parked his car on the gravel round drive in front of the imposing property.
“Come,” he says pulling me towards the stone steps that lead to an impressive, large oak door. Ford’s hand is resting on the small of my back just above my ass and it feels so hot, like he is scorching a hole through my dress.
“My friends are excited to see you, Cariña.”
Oh, that sounds Spanish and beautiful as it rolls off his tongue. Is there such a thing as having an orgasm from just one word? I swear w
