Chapter 15
This time it wasn’t knocking that woke her from her delicious sleep but a certain grinding. More specifically, Andrew behind her, moving his hips in a circle, with his bold erection lodged against the bottom of her now panty-clad p***y.
Late last night she’d gotten up to use the bathroom and had gone back to her room to retrieve a new pair of underwear and a t-shirt. But now she was regretting her late night concession to modesty, because it was getting in the way of her morning delight.
Was he asleep? She kind of liked the idea of him losing control of himself and spilling all over her panties, the way she’d done all over him.
But soon he dashed that small hope. “You covered up,” he growled in her ear.
“I’m really wishing I hadn’t,” she confessed, pushing back against him
