Chapter 1
Sophie’s POV
“Oh my God, Julian, give that back right now you asshole!” I squealed, my heart pounding as I chased him around the big leather couch in the living room.
My oversized sweater kept riding up my bare thighs with every step and I knew my ass was probably flashing him but I didn’t care.
I just needed that sketchbook back before he saw too much.
Julian laughed that deep husky laugh of his and held it higher, flipping pages while dodging me easily. “Holy s**t, Sophie. Look at this one.
You drew her getting f****d from behind with her t**s swinging and everything.
The way you shaded her p***y stretching around that thick c**k… damn, baby girl. You got talent and a dirty f*****g mind.”
My face burned hot. I jumped up trying to snatch it and he caught me around
