“She could hardly believe it, not after ten years, but they were finally making out on her couch. And Holy Mother of God, Bryce Ryder could kiss! He was slow and lazy with his kisses, but masterful. His tongue and… — Sophie Renwick Copy Share
“She could hardly believe it, not after ten years, but they were finally making out on her couch. And Holy Mother of God, Bryce Ryder could kiss! He was slow and lazy with his kisses, but masterful. His tongue and fingers were thrusting forward and back, in and out, mimicking sex, winding her up so tight until she was rubbing… — Sophie Renwick Copy Share
“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
