“My eyes accidentally drift back down to his chest, and I think of Wila and her friends, laughing and giggling. Patrick Mansfield. A god. God is a pretty good description.” — SK Quinn Copy Share Image
“If I were standing up, I’d have fallen over by now. My heart is beating so fast that I’m sure Patrick must be able… — SK Quinn Copy Share Image
“I blink and look up. And up. Oh good god. The man towering over me … he’s a mountain – all broad shoulders, strong… — SK Quinn Copy Share Image
“Mr Blackwell. I take his hand and slip it inside my panties. Being fucked in the dressing room is exactly what I want.” — SK Quinn Copy Share Image
“There's no defying him now, and we both know it. I'm belted into the Marc Blackwell ride, and all I can do is hold… — SK Quinn Copy Share Image
“My eyes accidentally drift back down to his chest, and I think of Wila and her friends, laughing and giggling. Patrick Mansfield. A god.… — SK Quinn Copy Share Image
