Chapter Five
After placing a sweet kiss on her butterfly tattoo, JD moved between her legs, his broad shoulders wedging her thighs so far apart the muscles strained. The man was sin incarnate—from the top of his shaved head to his tattooed biceps and pierced c**k. And his naughty grin. Christo, that wide smile melted Rissa faster than chocolate in the Florida sun.
The incandescent heat of his dark gaze sizzled across her bare skin and held her captive as his head lowered. The warm brush of his breath over her heated flesh had Rissa crying out with incoherent mumblings. She needed his tongue on her c**t with a vicious desperation. Her eyes slammed shut and her head thrashed from side to side. Time and place lost all meaning as she held her breath, waiting for the first touch, knowing in h
