The knock hadn’t gone away. Brooke was trembling beneath Tyrone as he pounded her into the desk, Aspen’s lips wrapped around her breast again. The thrill of being on the…
The room was filled with the sound of skin on skin, low growls, muffled moans, and the desperate rhythm of bodies colliding. Brooke's cheek was pressed to the glass, her…
Body worship ain’t just about touchin’—it’s about surrenderin’. And baby, I was born to be adored. There’s nothin’ like feelin’ your lips trace every inch of my soft, Southern skin……
I've been interning at a veterinary clinic while I'm going to school for my degree. It's been super fun and I've learned so much. Plus, I get to wear scrubs…