Chapter 4
Avery’s pov
I couldn’t stay in that bed.
The sheets stuck to my skin every time I shifted. My body still carried the memory of his hands on my hips and the hard press of him against my ass with every bounce. Every time I closed my...
Chapter 4
Avery’s pov
I couldn’t stay in that bed.
The sheets stuck to my skin every time I shifted. My body still carried the memory of his hands on my hips and the hard press of him against my ass with every bounce. Every time I closed my...