Chapter 55

  Debbie.

  The waiter managed to finish pouring the drink in the glass and hurriedly leaving the table.

  Rain's hand was still buried in-between my legs.

  "Rain… that guy… he saw… ahh… us," I rasped.

  He should. He has eyes.

  His finger slid back in, sliding back, arching my hip forward. His fi...

Login and Continue Reading