Chapter 77 Dissonance In Motion
- MARISOL
- As we reached my bedroom door, Carlos didn’t hold back any longer. His hands roamed over my body, cupping my breasts as he kissed me hard and deep. I moaned, reaching behind me to open the door without breaking our kiss. The handle wouldn’t budge.
- I jiggled the doorknob, frustration building fast in my chest. “What the hell?” I muttered, trying both hands this time. Locked. Tight.