*Penelope’s POV*
It was obvious that Edgardo was struggling as he led me to our room. I mean, the tent in his pants had me struggling too, especially after that hot kiss he gave me.
Something about jealous Edgardo made the area between my legs clench with desire. I don’t even recognize the person he turns me into.
Edgardo pulled me into the bedroom before I could dwell too much on the moisture pooling between my legs. I was about to walk towards the closet, but he stopped me by tugging my hand towards the bathroom.
“We can pick something out after our shower,” he commented when I raised my brow in question.
As soon as we entered the bathroom, he released my hand and made his way towards the shower, opening the faucet and checking the temperature after a few seconds.
I licked my
