CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
ALEX DAVALO
She tasted like heaven.
Her lips were soft and moist, insanely sweet. A certain fire rose inside of me and spread out so quickly like fire on dry gasoline-dunked grass. Desire ran through my entire body in waves and streams as I pressed her closer to me so that I could have my fill of her lips.
But, it was not enough.
It was never enough with Nadia.
And I hated it.
Phil had called me to tell me that she wasn’t going to come anymore, and it made my blood boil. How dare she turn on me at the last minute, making me wait!
Anger boiled my blood as I thought of it. I should not be so gentle with her. I should take from her, her lips, her p***y, her entire body. I should press her against the bed and slide radically into her p***y. I should destroy and rip
