All Chapters of Addicted to Mr. Wrong : Chapter 41 - Chapter 42

Jazz's POV I wake up the next morning pleasantly sore. My bed is empty. Tossing around, I realize someone had changed my bedsheets. Zeke. Last night's still a little fuzzy to me but my body remembers. My pussy hums with sweet memories of his dick inside me. My neck is tingling with the hungry kisses he left there. My eyes darts over to his suit jacket tossed over the chair in my bedroom. I climb out of bed, grab and put it on. He is so big, I'm practicing swimming inside the jacket. As soon as I open the door, the smell of breakfast hits me. The last verse of Rihanna's "This is what you came for" plays through the speakers as I trace the smell to the kitchen. Breath leaves my body at the beautiful sight I walked into: Zeke had his back turned to the door, frying some eggs. Shirtless, his back muscles flex as he moves through the kitchen. He is wearing low-riding grey slacks that accentuates his lower side, attractively. His v-line disappears into the tight waistband