Chapter 23: Is That Huge Rod Supposed to Go Inside My Snatch?

Avery

I lay in Dominic's massive bed, my mind still reeling from what had just happened. For the first time in my life, I hadn't recoiled from a man's touch. Quite the opposite—I'd welcomed it. Craved it, even.

My fingers traced over my body, pausing at the spots where Dominic had applied the heal...