Divorced My Cheating Husband, Married A Billionaire
“Babe, let’s re-adjust.”
Charlie was perched on his lap, her legs to one side, so Taylor asked, “Straddle me.”
Charlie blushed, but she moved without hesitation, positioning her legs on either side of him.
“Better,” he said, or at least that was what he thought.
When Charlie started kissing his chest, he cussed inside. “I don’t know how I can hold up, Babe. Do you think your dad will really send me to Siberia… with no Wi-Fi if we have sex?”