“Parting her sex, he stroked her clitoris with the tip of his forefinger. She moaned and twisted, but he held her in place with one hand on her hip as he penetrated her deep and slow. Over and over he… — Sophie Renwick Copy Share Image
“She could hardly believe it, not after ten years, but they were finally making out on her couch. And Holy Mother of God, Bryce… — Sophie Renwick Copy Share Image
“Parting her sex, he stroked her clitoris with the tip of his forefinger. She moaned and twisted, but he held her in place with… — Sophie Renwick Copy Share Image
“Bryce!” Jenna heard the arousal and need in her voice as Bryce thrust into her. His breathing was harsh, and she looked over her… — Sophie Renwick Copy Share Image
