Chapter Twenty-Five
“We should make plans,” Padric said after they’d torn themselves away from the Jacuzzi and dried each other off. He’d taken his time patting every droplet of moisture from Zoe’s lush body while she stood on the balcony naked, arms and legs askew.
Of course that process got him turned on again, and he’d dragged her over to the bed and spread her out like a starfish. He’d pushed her legs open and fastened his mouth to her sex., lapping at her pulsing c**t and slick folds until she’d screamed his name.
And that was better than any concert with thousands shouting out his name.
Or at least just as good, but in a sexier way.
“Plans?” she said vaguely, still dazed from the way he’d f****d her senseless. She’d tucked a blanket around herself as the warmth from the Jacuzzi
