Tempting Playboy
Driven by the unhinged devotion of a man who had almost lost his absolute obsession, he entered her with a sharp, heavy thrust that made Gia’s head snap back against the cushions, a loud, breathless cry dying in the back of her throat.
The rhythm that followed was chaotic, beautiful, and thoroughly dirty. The leather couch creaked in a relentless cadence beneath them, the shadows of the private lounge hiding the wild, uninhibited motion of their bodies. Every single drop of global capital, every legacy seat, every campus threat vanished, completely burned away by the liquid heat flooding their veins.