Chapter 59 A Night To Forget

• Alessia
• He nuzzled against me, his lips on my neck, nibbling and kissing his way up to my earlobe, as he worked his fingers against the slick seam . . . and then I forgot to pose, forgot about trying to look good, and lost myself inside my own pleasure.
• Andrea watched me squeeze me eyes shut as I clamped my thighs against his wrist and snapped my hips up, once, twice, three times before I froze, all the muscles in my thighs and belly and bottom tense and quivering, and he felt me contract against his fingers.